"No," she agrees. "It's not much of a problem for me."

Which confirmed her suspicion as well. There hadn't been a lot of doubt left in her mind, but you could never tell. Especially when metahumans came in almost infinite varieties. It was always good to know for sure what you were dealing with.

So she supposed they were about even now, at least in that respect.

"That almost sounds like it's still an invitation." Natasha hadn't been expecting that. It had happened already more than once tonight, people would shy away once they made her for a vampire—sometimes even walk away. It was expected at this point.

But while his attitude had changed, he didn't seem put off.