They walk with Okoye past the guards and down the corridor to the elevator that leads into the parking structure attached to the Center. It seems as though he should say something, but he can't find the words to speak, and no one else seems inclined to either.
That is, until they reach the black car with its two guards. These are the two that were on the door earlier, he notices - the others they just passed must have taken a new shift, but--
"Sergeant. These are Ayo and Mya, of the Dora Milaje," Okoye says. "They will be your security detail while you are still here in Berlin."
Bucky stares at her, then at the two women, struck speechless. Beside him, Steve blurts out, "Security - Bucky wouldn't hurt anyone, didn't we just--"
"You misunderstand me," Okoye cuts in, cool as the flat of a blade, while Ayo's glance on Steve narrows sharply. "They will ensure protection for him, not from him."
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That is, until they reach the black car with its two guards. These are the two that were on the door earlier, he notices - the others they just passed must have taken a new shift, but--
"Sergeant. These are Ayo and Mya, of the Dora Milaje," Okoye says. "They will be your security detail while you are still here in Berlin."
Bucky stares at her, then at the two women, struck speechless. Beside him, Steve blurts out, "Security - Bucky wouldn't hurt anyone, didn't we just--"
"You misunderstand me," Okoye cuts in, cool as the flat of a blade, while Ayo's glance on Steve narrows sharply. "They will ensure protection for him, not from him."