Sam could feel the tension in T'Challa's muscles, and it made him raise his eyebrows a little. Although he tried to keep a straight face for a few moments longer, the grin he fought to hold back won in the end, breaking through as he reached up and pulled the other man down into a kiss.

"Of course," he murmured when they broke apart for a moment. "Did you really think I'd say anything else?" He twined the fingers of the hand with the red string through T'Challa's, squeezing his hand gently.