The corner of Illya’s lips twitch downwards and his entire body becomes tense. Natasha may find it humorous but Illya really doesn’t feel like laughing at being found out like this. He’s also utterly unsurprised at her being a spy, she’s not the only one who can draw conclusions but that doesn’t make it any easier to handle.

At least he’s pretty sure he can trust her, of all people to keep a secret. He’s got her number as well, ater all.

“I have a hard time believing you sharing something specific about your life is enough to cause people any problems. But you seem like a smart woman, guess you had your reasons to reach that conclusion even if I may not agree.” He shrugs one shoulder.

“I don’t share about my life because I’d be betraying my country. It could be used against me. And also because I’d probably have to get rid of them later on.”