Natasha finished cleaning the guns practically as if they were brand new and carried them over Belmont. "Here you are sir." She tried to play down her Russian accent but it was definitely present in the way she spoke. She said holding them across her chest as she looked over at everyone around. She did not want to be a part of this situation but she knew what she signed up for when she left the Trade Republic. She waited to here what he thought of the inspected rifles doing what she could not to look at anyone directly. She wanted to, but she did not want anyone to get the wrong idea about her.