A couple of months ago, you swore it was part monkey.

[The words are said fondly as Natasha stretches out one of her shoulders and turns to regard the woman. She doesn't know her, hasn't encountered her before, but that question isn't one she can answer completely honestly, or in detail. Nor would she want to. So she merely smiles and shakes her head.]

Mortal here, as well. I've just spent a long time perfecting what I am capable of doing.

[Which is the truth. It just evaded the explanation of how long.]