Natasha looked at the god as he grinned at her, how much she wanted to just look away from that sickening grin. However, she knew if she did, she would be admitting weakness. Feeding that lust for him to be stronger and mightier than that of the humans. She couldn't let his head get any bigger now could see. She smirked, "So, you hope."

This was just another hostage situation and all though, he held all the control, she couldn't let him believe that. He had to think that she had already concocted part of a plan and that this was all just another step in it. She looked to his hands to find them empty, she didn't know if they worried her or infuriated her. Was he that confident in Clint that he didn't even bring any kind of protection against her? Then again, Clint knew her quite well. It made her curse the fact that she had ever let anyone get as close as he had. The life the two of them lived was filled with lies and betrayal. She should have known to never allow it.

Her brain started to work as she sat there hanging looking at the god, how was she going to get out. She rose an eyebrow, "So... Where is he? I'm defenseless... Why not get it over with?