She's only worn a little bit of make-up since she got here – Irma wears more, but none of it is quite Sharon's style – and she takes her time with that, too.

It's a special night. They have a lot to celebrate, not least the relief of not having anything more stressful than a promised visit to Jabari lands hanging over their heads. For now, anyway, but for the first time since Shuri came down to the lake with her that morning last month, she feels like time is something they have.

She hasn't looked past today since Bucky went under. And she isn't yet now, either, but...

Tomorrow, maybe. And isn't that a nice thought?