Shuri
"Ah... Alright, stop being such a wimp!" She told herself, scrubbing her hands over her face to try and prepare herself for this. She was prepared, of course, in the ways that mattered most. She'd wrapped up or stabilized whatever projects she had on the go for her fath- her brother's suits and the beta testing for the newest rails were finished successfully with installations going ahead on schedule. Then she had spent a month doing intensive research on the brain, mind control and programming (both human and computer). She'd poured over the documents they had gathered on this 'Winter Soldier' from the smoldering ruins of HYDRA, and done extensive trial ruins in virtual space and on a number of lab rats. The last ten had survived, and thrived, the latest run. She was as ready as a human could possibly be.
It was still a little nerve wracking to walk the halls of her home and lab space with the end of this journey looming before her. He, of course, had no idea that the time was now. He had no idea if the time would ever come for him to return to the world of the living, or how long he might wait. While Wakanda had made no promises of speed, Shuri had promised herself that she would not allow him to see her jump from a young lady to an old woman in what would feel like a night of rest.
People moved about the halls around her, a murmur of life surrounding her and imposing it's noise until she lifted her kimoyo beads to a door reader. The door opened smoothly and when it closed behind her the silence was complete besides the hum of programs running checks and balances to ensure the Winter Soldier didn't become a permanent human popsicle. There was little else in this room besides the one armed white boy from across the ocean. He was certainly the only thing in here still alive, everything else was samples of organisms, diseases, cells, and a few larger samples such as the corpse of a chitauri soldier from the first invasion of New York.
All of these samples were protected from view, their glass cases running an opaque protocol. The soldiers cryo chamber was doing the same, both for his decency and to keep the lab techs from getting really freaked out. Shuri laughed, until she turned off the same protocol and froze. She had seen this man at quite a few stages of his life: joining the army from an old recording, interrogation from HYDRA, his "conditioning" by the same... Then the Winter Soldier and the easy way he just... killed everything, every target, witness, and liability. If she had not met the man who was afraid to hurt innocent people when he was first brought to her home, she would not believe this worth her time.
He seemed nice and deserved better.
A few twists of her kimoyo beads and purposeful taps of the keys and the slow process of his waking process would complete. Back against the wall, legs spread and arms open she tried to look relaxed as she positioned herself across from the cryo chamber and in his direct field of vision.
She would be right here when he woke up, and she would be with him through this whole process. She told herself, that she had this under his breath until his eyes opened.
