"Stop thinking about it like that." Natasha replies with a surprising amount of firmness in her voice paired with a vague shake of her head. "Believe me, apologies won't get you anywhere. The people that you feel like you need to apologize to aren't going to listen. The ones who understand why it happened aren't going to need you to apologize in the first place." Natasha glanced over at Bucky for a lingering moment, as if trying to read him before she continued with sincerity. "The only thing we can do is try to make up for it. Some of us are better at that than others, but it's all we have. All you can do is try to wipe the red out of your ledger. You might never get there. I haven't." She gave a single shouldered shrug, and there's effort put into keeping her tone even and dismissive. "But you keep trying. It's all we've got."

Natasha manages to give another crooked half smile before she reassures him. "Don't worry, I'll stick with Bucky. I was never sentimental when it came to names." Probably because she's had so many over the course of her short life. It's when she sees the corners of his mouth twitch that Natasha huffs a quiet laugh of amusement. "Was that almost a smile? I'm doing better than I thought. We're going to need to find our way Free Enterprise for that, it's the black market here." She runs her fingers through her hair with a sigh. "I left my blaster on that building we jumped onto, they can track it. I have enough credits to get both of us a decent gun, clothes. Food. After that we can figure out what to do, I have some connections, favors owed. We'll be alright. It'll be rocky but it'll be alright. Hey."

Natasha shifts her foot a little to tap the side of his boot and get his attention until he looks at her. "I'm not going to let them find you. I'd rather live in a warehouse and dismantle them from the inside out than do that, alright? We're going to be fine. They don't know what we're capable of, and that's our advantage. A valuable one."