Shield, just where she wanted to be, right? Wrong. Natasha wasn't so fond of aimlessly spending her time at HQ for various reasons. One being the constant super vision that tried to go unnoticed but was painfully obvious to her, and annoyingly so. Two being the daily evaluations by SHIELD's esteemed physiologists. Natasha knew when everything wasn't right in her head, her memory a bit vague, yes. But she knew that she and only she was occupying her head. There was always the subconscious itch at the back of her mind when she was being controlled by someone else.
However, when you're on the road she is, all the extra money you can get is worth all of that.
"I'm fine." "Okay, the'll be a debriefing packet in your room." "Excellent."
Without giving him a second glance she head out of the room, what she would call a mad dash, unknowingly colliding with a solid form that wasn't a wall, but flesh and bone. Alright, so perhaps she wasn't one hundred percent.... But can't blame a girl for trying.