While they were talking, Clint leaned back in his chair, listening. "Intent-based, maybe," he says, after thinking a moment about Katya's explanation of Bar's magic.

He glances to Natasha. "Bar's kind of psychic, yeah? The default ... programming," he tilts his hand slightly, unsure how else to phrase it, "might translate it so I could understand, unless you were trying to make it so I didn't."