"Ah." Natasha nods a little when he clarifies and she looks around a little, studying the different colored clothing for the first time that night. "I see what you're saying now. I haven't really thought about that, dispensable has always been my default." The worst part about this place is that it doesn't feel so different to Natasha than anywhere else; even S.H.I.E.L.D treated her as disposable when it was convenient for them. She isn't really upset about how she's treated here, she's upset that everybody of a lower level is treated that way. Not everyone can handle it.

"Everything that I did back home, I can do now. But I've been training since I was eight years old, not everybody has the discipline that's needed to be truly dangerous without a particular advantage." She says it factually with a small nod. "It's why I don't understand why I was dragged here, it seems like they tried to target powerful people but take away that edge that they have. Mine wasn't taken away.

"But it doesn't matter, all you can do is wear your mask and use whatever useful pieces of yourself that you have left. And if there aren't any left, you need to make them useful." It's not as simple as Natasha makes it sound and she knows that, but she's lost pieces of herself that she'll never get back no matter how hard she bashes the Computer into bits. It's terrible and it makes her feel like less of a person, but sucking it up and moving forward is the only option. So she does.

"There are food suppliers that run through Free Enterprise." Her voice is lower than usual when she says it, and she wets her lips before continues. "I'm trying to gain access. I might be able to get you information while I am, if you need it."