"Car?" Ross asks him. "What - you mean the car they were driving? That was vibranium?"

Bucky nods. "I figure, yeah. Given how it repelled bullets and that I couldn't make a mark on it with my hand." He shifts his glance back to T'Challa. "You did a hell of a job. Almost no one out there has the slightest idea." He studies the man's expression.

"Breaking this law. Bringing us in. Is that going to be a problem for you?"

If it is, then it's a problem for Sharon, too. He doesn't know what he'll do, but there has to be something.