Knock, knock, knock. The door was quickly rapped on, and Natasha walked in.
"Tony!"
Natasha greeted him with a smile and naturally took a seat in the chair across from him.
"If you wanted to go into space with us, couldn't you have just told me directly? Did you really need to submit an application?" Tony asked.
The two of them went way back and could be considered friends.
Natasha smiled sweetly. "I was just following the rules and going through the proper process."
"Process?"
Tony rolled his eyes. "This isn't S.H.I.E.L.D. I don't have as many rules as Nick Fury."
Natasha pursed her lips, unsure how to respond. Her feelings toward S.H.I.E.L.D. were complicated now.
Whether it was Tony or S.H.I.E.L.D., what they did for Blue Star was right, but their ideals and methods were worlds apart.
Natasha was conflicted too. She no longer wanted to be a double agent.
"Fine, fine. Let's not bring up that annoying Black Egg." Tony skipped over the irritating topic.
"Why do you want to go into space? The Symbiote should have fixed your... you know."
Tony puckered his lips, and they both understood what he meant.
Previously, the Symbiote had restored Natasha's lost uterus, giving her the right to live like an ordinary person.
She could have found someone she loved, gotten married, had children, bought a house somewhere quiet, and lived out a peaceful retirement.
Yet, to everyone's surprise, Natasha had chosen to remain with the Symbiote team.
Natasha subconsciously glanced at her lower abdomen. The Symbiote's abilities had truly been an unexpected blessing for her.
"Mm... just think of it as me wanting to see whether there are others in the universe like me."
"That's it?"
"Mm, that's it..."
Tony curled his lip speechlessly. Was she not even going to