Bucky looks up at Shuri and waits for instructions. He doesn’t have to wait long.

“Turn her over,” she says, already back to studying the images in the air. “Cut those filthy clothes away and get rid of them. I will run the sonic cleanser while you bring a drape for her. Fresh clothes are in the changing room cabinet.”

He turns Sharon with gentle care and places her on her stomach, her head turned to the side and hair neatly gathered at the nape of her neck, before going to find the things he needs to follow Shuri’s orders.