"It's alright, now. You can still get to know me. Just forget about him." She said, in the sort of voice a mother would use to comfort her child. "Don't worry so much. You're fine." Natasha was coming off as slightly territorial, but it didn't bother her much. Walking up ahead of her, her hips swaying gently as though she were dancing to an imaginary sound track, Kendra opened up the door to her hall for Natasha.