Another familiar face. Another reason for James to feel a little more comfortable there. Everyone had something in common after the snap, it was true ― but it was nice to be around those he had met in less agonizing situations; Although T’Challa had caused him a fair amount of trouble in the past. Everything between them was, however, harmonized by the months Bucky had spent in Wakanda ― the place where he found peace for the first time in seventy years. For that, he was eternally thankful; Even more now, that he was thinking about going back. Silently, Barnes had noted that his mind wasn’t the safe place that had become while in Wakanda and it was impossible for him to not long for the tranquility he had found there, in a simple life. ❝ Your highness. ❞ James, then, said, while walking to where T’Challa was ― and also offering the other man a genuine smile. ❝ I heard you were finally amongs us one more time, and I had to come check it with my own eyes. How’s Wakanda? And… How are you, my friend? ❞