Clint held his tongue and merely shrugged. He had no doubt that if they truly wished it, the three of them could vanish until Natasha lived out her life as did James. Clint knew though, in his heart, that if Natasha ever died he would most likely welcome death. But not before taking James and finding Eric if the Norse vampire still existed. Or Steve.
Seeing Rebekah look up from her nails at him, he merely arched an eyebrow. "And what, pray tell, is this one last task you would have me do?" He wasn't going to agree to anything until he had all of the details. He was also very skeptical that she would let him go so easily. "Give you a pedicure?" he said, unable to resist the jab.