He did as he was told, the water soothing his sore throat and he gave a small sigh of contentment, tracing absent patterns along the side of the bottle before offering it wordlessly to Stark.
He looked up at the question. "...I'm not really sure," he admitted, "They grabbed me off the street in New York. Asked me for directions and then nabbed me once I was close enough. They wanted to sell me to Mephisto. I'm not sure how they got me to India though."