"Oh, any day," Natasha agrees. "I've tried looking around over there a time or two, and I won't say I don't see the appeal."

Which isn't quite the same as saying she sees it. Her first visit there had ended in a hasty retreat. She hadn't been ready for it, not fresh off her own death.

"But not what I'd call relaxing. Plus, you can't really have much of a conversation over there."