"Funny. I've never heard that not running away was a crime." There's judgement in Natasha's voice as she says it, but it still doesn't have the weight of moral conviction.

"I get the feeling you're not new to trouble with that attitude."

She spoke, her expression closed, while she considered how to handle this. The scent of blood in the air suggested a fight, but that was an impulse she tamped down. Fighting wouldn't make either victim less dead. Plus, there was something to be said in favor of not starting a fight with an armed hunter if it could be avoided.

With in reason, at least.

"If that's the case, I suggest You take it somewhere else."