he who hesitates is toast

He meets Nakia's eyes and reads the anguished request in them. Even now, even in this terrible moment, she cannot speak it aloud, but it is clear anyway what she wishes: for them to save this woman, to bring her to the only one who can.

She has helped him before, this Agent Carter, and he knows she is dear to his friend, the Sergeant now left behind in Wakanda, all unknowing. He thinks of how he would feel if this were Nakia, lying here struggling to take each breath, to remain in this world, the one of the living, and a wave of terrible anguish rises in him.

At Ross's order, the woman makes a small whimpering sound that's so much worse than if she hadn't tried to respond at all, and T'Challa reaches out a hand to Nakia, the decision made almost by reflex. "Give me a Kimoyo bead," he says, quiet, and takes the one she offers to him.

He looks to Ross, his free hand up with fingers spread, trying to soothe. "This will stabilize her for now," he murmurs, and gently but firmly pushes the bead into the wound. The woman groans and tenses, then relaxes into unconsciousness as the bead glows gently.