"It always is," he says, simply. A faint frown creases his brow as he studies her.

"Hey, Shuri?" She cocks her head, looking at him, and he asks, "Think Sharon's room's ready yet? Otherwise you might have to invent a whole other kind of supercharged coffee pretty soon."

Shuri laughs. "I am sure it is," she replies, and gets to her feet. "I will keep your notebooks for now, if that is okay?"

Bucky nods. "As long as you need."