Her hand slides down his arm to take his fingers of his new metal arm, it feels different then the one she's used to, but still familiar. The only man she'd ever held hands with who had a metal hand, so that is a whole thing.

"Well how about you stop worrying about that then. We don't have to be together, or anything. We can just be here together and that's enough." She squeezes that hand trying to be reassuring.

"Nothing to fuck up, no expectations, just us, enjoying our time in Wakanda. And if you ever decide you're ready and you want to leave, I will let you take me on a proper date and we can give things a try."