Listening to Sam behind him, Steve asked, "Is your suit made of Vibranium?"
T'Challa turned his head to look at Steve beside him and said, "The Black Panther has been Wakanda's protector for generations. That title has been passed down from warrior to warrior, and now, because your friend murdered my father, I have inherited my father's throne."
"Let me ask you this. I am a warrior... and a king."
"Do you think you can protect your friend for much longer?"
Steve fell silent at that. This was not the right time to explain things to T'Challa.
Before long, they arrived by car at a base. Steve got out and looked around, then walked up to the person in charge and asked, "What's going to happen to him?"
A man in a gray-white suit said, "Probably the same as you. Psychological evaluation, then extradition back home."
Sharon Carter, who was standing nearby, introduced him. "This is Everett Ross, deputy commander of the counterterrorism task force."
T'Challa said, "Can he request a lawyer?"
Everett Ross laughed. "A lawyer? Interesting."
Then he turned to his men and said, "Lock up all their weapons. I'll write you a receipt."
Watching as the others carried off his gear, Sam said, "I better not see anyone flying around in my gear later."
Steve then glanced at Bucky inside the specially made prison before following the others in.
Everett Ross turned to T'Challa and said, "We prepared an office for you, not a cell."
"So please don't run out."
T'Challa said, "Don't worry. I don't plan on going anywhere."
At that moment, Natasha came over from the opposite side and said beside Steve, "By the way, this is what I meant by making things worse."
Steve said, "He's still alive."
Soon, the group passed through the