He desperately wants to be able to hold his attention on her but there’s something that makes him keep looking away. He finds something in him to glance back but then on eyes dancing about the room, not focusing on any specific thing.

When she asks the question he looks down at his hands, takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.

“I don’t really understand, but okay,” he agrees.

He’s used to dealing with enough holes in his memories after Wakanda. Yet, somehow it never seems to get any easier.