Eddie might not get the implications of that, not knowing the full extent of her history or that she can mean it literally, but he still snorts out a little laugh as she makes that comment. And maybe it's because he doesn't know the implications that he laughs, because...he might not, if he knew the literalness behind it.

But he doesn't.

He's not entirely surprised by her drink of choice, or the fact the bartender knows it, he just orders a local maple lager, and keeps as close an eye on her drink as she is. Instinct, after years of being a cop, of seeing things he wishes he hadn't had to see involving girls in clubs taking drinks from strangers. Not that he doubts Natasha could protect herself, but she is human, after all. Or at least he thinks she is.

"You've got a point there. I've done a bit of training with Cisco, but not anything really...you know, super challenging. Which is kinda the point of working out. You push yourself or you don't grow."

A little sigh, and he shakes his head.

"Guess I better get on that. And maybe some hand to hand training while I'm at it."