She laughed, and it felt really good to honestly do it. "No, I'm not jealous, doesn't go with the job description and I think she'd have seniority over me anyway."

But he remembered her so that was something, he'd been a good man in his way. A good drinking companion when she'd needed it but they'd never really stayed in contact which was sort of a shame. She hadn't stayed in contact with many people because they all seemed to vanish when she did.

"I'm not sure the castle would be big enough for two of you though, and that is a damned shame." Again, Mol had seniority and vows to back it. While it wasn't unusual for Natasha to be upfront about attraction that little joke hadn't been something she'd quite worked out she'd say until the words came out of her mouth. Her smile quirked a bit and she looked around them with that uncanny feeling something was not entirely right.

"Escaping the mistletoe? I heard the city was safe." Except..it's not.