There's a light flicker of a frown between Sharon's brows, but she passes it off as being sensitive to the sudden sunlight.

(It's not...what she'd expected. Not that she'd known what to expect.)

Bust she keeps any observations to herself and laughs at Shuri's question. "Only in the sense that he gets very quiet and intensely disappointed in you and all your life decisions up to the current point, and probably some after," she says, amused.

Or maybe that's just with her?

"So maybe less yelling and more getting annoyed because he thinks he's the only one who can make accurate risk assessments."

The air is so fresh and clear; she takes a deep breath, looking around. "It's so beautiful here. I had no idea. Nakia always said it was, but..."

She shrugs. "You know. Nobody outside Wakanda has any real idea what it's like."