For a moment he thought about protesting... It felt a little too much like giving up another part of his autonomy that was already so damaged. Then again... It was Natasha. Of all the people who tried to tell him what was good for him right now and what not, she was the only one who actually had a right to do so. Who knew.

"Just don't go for my browser history", he tried to joke as he handed the phone over and went back for his drink then. In fact he felt a little lighter now that he didn't feel the need to check on his messages every few minutes.