[He nods once. That’s easier than he thought it would be. It’s a visible relief to hear how simple it sounds on paper.] Okay, I can think of several words we could record to test this out.

Tell me what you need me to do and I’ll do it. [He relaxes. The problem can be solved. Pidge has a plan and it won’t be anything that might bother him. He pulls off his coat and drapes it over his robotic arm.] I haven’t yet been able to shift successfully into Black Panther but I think I can do it for this.

I’ve been researching it. [Black chuffs and lays down, keeping an eye on things but clearly unbothered or worried.]