He climbs in beside Steve. Mya shuts the door and goes around to slide into the driver’s seat. Ayo turns to look at them as the car pulls away from the curb.

“Your friend Wilson gave your things to Mya,” she informs him. “They await you in your quarters. He offered to bring anything else you might have forgotten, later, should you wish.”

Bucky blinks. “And that’s okay?”

Ayo gives him a scathing look. “You are not a prisoner. Of course you may have guests. At least until we return home; passage across the border into Wakanda is strictly controlled.”