He doesn't respond. She's not sure he can respond, and a thrill of panic screams through her.
Shuri, I should get Shuri –
But she can't leave him standing here alone like this. She doesn't know what to do, so she does what she's trained to do: throws herself headfirst at the problem. She pushes forward like a wave and presses herself against him, ankles to shoulders, her arms around his neck, her hand careful at the back of his head, her cheek to his so she can speak low into his ear.
Her voice is soft but fierce. "You are James Buchanan Barnes. You're in Wakanda. You're safe. You're getting better. Nobody is going to make you do anything you don't want to do ever again. And I'm not leaving you."
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He doesn't respond. She's not sure he can respond, and a thrill of panic screams through her.
Shuri, I should get Shuri –
But she can't leave him standing here alone like this. She doesn't know what to do, so she does what she's trained to do: throws herself headfirst at the problem. She pushes forward like a wave and presses herself against him, ankles to shoulders, her arms around his neck, her hand careful at the back of his head, her cheek to his so she can speak low into his ear.
Her voice is soft but fierce. "You are James Buchanan Barnes. You're in Wakanda. You're safe. You're getting better. Nobody is going to make you do anything you don't want to do ever again. And I'm not leaving you."