[ he looks ahead for a moment more before he meets her eyes again. She may not be Pepper but he hates telling her all of this when they're here, when it's all so far away and out of their control. ]
You're on that thing? [It's obvious. She says it anyway, searching his face for confirmation. It raises so many questions—how for one, and why for another.]
You don't owe me an apology. [Pepper on the other hand... Natasha keeps that to herself for the moment.]
I don't know about Vision. He hadn't contacted me in a while. I was about to call Rogers, figured he could talk to Wanda about it but then the spaceships arrived and things got really fun.
So you and Steve... [It's not a question. She doesn't have to ask it because she can see the answer—it would take something like an alien invasion to get them talking again. She's just looking for confirmation.]
The part where I can't trust him. I have a member in my team that I used to trust and I don't have that anymore.
[ Granted, he always trusted Natasha to be untrustworthy. The woman had secrets, many of them. Or maybe Tony couldn't get over her spying on him all those years ago.
It's your room. Your mimosas. You wanted me to come by. We can talk about whatever you want to talk about.
[There's a lot of information already on the table. He might not have a military background grounding his vocabulary, but experience has made him effective and putting a lot of information in a few words.]
I thought you might have a little more intel on the lead up though. Last time I saw Vision, there was no reason to believe Steve or Wanda would be a better line to Vision than you would be.
Vision turned off his transponder, he's not responding. Not to me, anyway. I figured he's friendly with Wanda and the best way to contact Wanda was Rogers.
Fair enough. [Natasha would like more information, but that's true about the whole situation. It's far away, leaving her with partial info on a situation she can't do anything about.]