Natasha stays silent as she listens to him, turning her body to face him where he sits on the opposite edge of the hearthstone, and her eyes only shift away when he finishes so she can mull over his plan. "Finding them is going to be the real problem," she finally agrees aloud, and Natasha shifts to lean back on her hands so she can stretch her legs out on the hearthstone in front of the fire. "Hiding from whatever might be left of Shield, that's not going to be something that you need to worry about."

She stares at him from across the fireplace, searching his face again in a way of suspicion that says, she knows he isn't telling the whole truth. She's agreeing to this, but because she wants to. Not because she feels as if he's been completely honest. "I have what we'll need." She cocks her head to the in the direction of the bedroom. "I have twelve passports at this location, sixteen credit cards, around twenty seven identities, none of which are registered with Shield's databases. None of them have been used, so if it's me you're worried about, don't." She can't help but give him a sly smile. "Nobody finds me unless I want them to. That's kind of what I do."

She sighs, her head falling back so she can look up at the ceiling in thought. "We'd have to go back to the last home that you were located at so we could track them from there, that's roughly eight days of travel with a car, we can get one in the town closest to us if we buy it outright, we could us a credit card but I'd rather not use one of those until we have to so we can use the cash, I've got about twenty five thousand here that we can make work if we find them within the first couple of months of searching... longer since you don't eat." She looks back at him after she thinks it all aloud, and Natasha chews on the corner of her lip as she continues to run it all through her mind.

"It's up to you. I know I won't get caught. You have to be comfortable with that. I can wait until you are."