Natasha was on the top and saw a ring of iron that he had said. She hesitated as she wasn't sure it wouldn't be a trap. She was taken by the arm again and she flinched. Letting him lead her though she really wanted to get away from him. She trembled as this cage scared her. It was too like being imprisoned even if it was without the top half. She eeked and jumped as the Death V things slammed against the bars. Wincing at the sizzling sound and cry of agony they made. She watched him warily. Jumping as they reappeared somewhere else. She didn't sit. She wrapped her arms around herself and trembled. Shaking quite noticably. Was he going to trap her in the bottle now? She was so scared of being stuck in a bottle again. She looked at him. "I won't guarentee I'll answer you. I don't know you. I don't trust you because I just met you. I don't trust anyone really." She admitted. She didn't but her reason for not doing so was valid. She only trusted children because it was a child who set her free. "Natasha." She says softly.