You're safe, he promises, and she knows it isn't really true, but right now?

She hasn't felt this safe since she left Wakanda. When he pulls back to look at her, she smiles at him, feeling tissue-thin. "I am. God, I am. I'm so tired. You must be, too."

Her hand goes to his face, and she leans up to kiss him, very gently. "You did it, baby," she whispers to him. "You did it. And now – oh, god."

She drops her forehead to his chest, exhaustion bubbling up out of her in lightly hysterical giggles. "Can we please go to bed?"