Natasha isn't trying to push something on him he doesn't want. She's well aware the kind of man Steve is. He's got an innocence about him that she lost far too young, which is why she feels guilty entertaining thoughts that could corrupt that.

He's almost like an angel, and her...well she doesn't want to think about everything she's done. Tasha won't be sporting any metaphoric wings, that's for sure.

She glances at the television, wondering for a moment if she should ignore his silence. Instead, Natasha reaches her finger out and taps him on the forehead gently. "I asked you a question, Cap. You OK in there?"