Natasha shoots him a glance that speaks volumes: Are you?

It's almost like old times, though. The back and forth comes easily, almost effortlessly at this point. It's comfortable, and on a strange planet exploring a strange facility full of questionable specimens, it's comforting. She almost smiles. Almost.

"Not exactly tape, but I'm sure we can find something." It might not be as official or as brightly colored as police tape, but she has to have some level of confidence in their ability to improvise. Considering all the situations they've got into and out of successfully over the years, making a rope can't be so difficult. "Maybe there's some sheets or bandages we could use around here."