He stares in absolute shock as T'Challa pushes a metal bead into Carter's back. He could swear it glows for a second, violet tendrils of light spreading out from her wound, but there's no mistaking the way her breathing eases, the way her body relaxes.

For a horrifying second he thinks they've lost her. Ross presses shaking fingers to her throat only to find that her heartbeat is slow, but steady.

He looks up at T'Challa. "How?"