T’Challa didn’t like you. Why would he? You were a white American, a colonizer.

You were also naïve. You didn’t know anything. But he could cut you a little slack as you were at least fifteen years younger than him.

He also knew that you had never been out of America.

So, when you went to Wakanda for the first time, you asked a lot of questions. He may not have liked you, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t happy to answer the questions.

At least... in the beginning.

But you had exhausted him by the end of the first week you were there.

You had been in Wakanda for a month, and he had finally thought you were done with the questions.

Until, you saw him checking his health with his Kimoyo Beads.

So you asked.

He glared at you. “They are Kimoyo Beads.” He said coldly, in his thick Wakandan accent.

But you still had more questions and he knew that.