Not particularly difficult- the first week every three days I aged a year. This past jump was the largest and with any luck it'll continue like this so I might be my proper age all the sooner.

[Adele turns to face Natasha properly and offers a faint shrug.]

Normally? No. This is one of the Malnosso's shifts. Clint knows me, knew me, from how I ought to be while in the village- around thirty seven. Earlier in the month I was kidnapped and regressed to age fifteen. It's been a linear path back to where I was before since, though to my memory what hasn't happened is elusive and the lack of actual information from those around me regarding my future is somewhat frustrating.

[Not at all a dig at Clint's reluctance to say much of anything. Nope.]