"You're right," she says, after staring at him for a second. "That's impossible."

Her fingers tighten on his, but it's less from affection and more the desperate clinging of someone trying to keep from dropping off the side of a building. "All of this is impossible. Wakanda? Ross? You? I don't – "

She looks around and feels like her mind is shattering. The space she's in is some sort of... she can't even parse it. It doesn't look like any hospital she's ever been to. There's the faint beat of music coming from nearby. "What the hell?"