He cocks his head a bit, looking at her. "You're not talking about this place." He hesitates, trying to get a take on her. For one of the people he knows best in any universe, she's also always been one of the hardest to read. (Of course she is!) "Y'know. If you wanna talk about it, I'm right here. No judging. And I won't make you take care of me over something that happened to you." He's seen that so many times. If he was gonna generalize, seemed like something women were systematically conditioned to do. Less generalize-y: someone as capable and badass as Nat was so often called on to do it. Sometimes, he felt all he could do for her, back, was to buck that trend. So, he'd do that at least. "K?"