Clint reached for the boy's glass of water because, well, he needed it.
"You expect him to torture you," the demon said, flatly, once he'd taken a sip. So that was why he'd been summoned. Except something wasn't quite clicking. He tilted his head, considering, and then he understood. Natasha must have shared what their relationship was like, that it wasn't just...straightforward. "No, that's not it. If this Carrick is so eager to have you, it won't be just pain. You want to know what it is to take pain...and want it."