Her face darkens for a second but she tries not to linger on it, as much as she wants to avoid making light of the problem. It's all in the past and it's been out of her hands, but it all goes back to how much she hates letting a situation get out of her control. Harboring that sort of hatred is sort of useless for a demigod - or a teenage girl, actually.

"Good. I missed you, you oath-taking jerkface," Natalie says sweetly.