Natasha snorted quietly. "I doubt she'll really have reason to now," she pointed out. "No fight, Clint likely won't join you, nothing too interesting or important going on now."

"The hot tub," Luna pointed out. She snickered. "Even she can't resist sometimes." She raised an eyebrow slightly. "If you and yours want to join in?"

Nat smirked faintly. "Mine won't be joining, but I might lounge for a bit," she agreed, going to get her own suit. "I'll meet you down there."

"Figured I'd offer anyways," Luna said. She waved at Nat and went to see if she could find the bathing suit.

A little while later, she lounged in the hot tub, silver bathing suit shimmering. She sighed and stretched and then relaxed languidly with one of the jets against her back.