The woman leans close to T'Challa and mutters something in their language. T'Challa replies in the same, then turns back to Ross. "After your questioning, we will take him back to Wakanda with us."

Ross stares at him, feeling his headache beginning to spike. "What? No. Look, I like you fine, your highness, but he's in my custody now. He's not going anywhere. Listen, I'm doing you a favor even by letting you be in here."

He pairs this with a light tap of the back of his knuckles against T'Challa's chest. The king looks down, nonplussed, and Ross manages not to step back as the woman puts herself between him and the king. Her eyes are hard as steel as she snaps out what definitely sounds like a threat in the Wakandan language.