Tony/Sharon
There were so many others who were at that battle. The battle with Thanos and his army. Ant-Man was supposedly there, along with Strange, the wizard. And the Spider-Man? So many stories had spread after, and Sharon wasn't sure which ones were true and which ones were invented. The ones about Tony had to be. He was gone, anyway. The world had mourned.
She raised an eyebrow. "You really think he's up on the moon?" That didn't sound like Steve. Then again, she thought she knew him. She didn't. The comment about Bruce's pants? Sharon wasn't sure if it was meant to be a joke, but she found it incredibly funny. A little laugh escaped her, and she clapped a hand over her mouth.
It remained covering her lips while he explained what was going on here. Sharon wondered if everything from her world was going to bleed through to this one. And if there was some way to get back--she'd just been pardoned. She'd just been given a unique opportunity and was going to make a lot of money, a lot of contacts, gain a lot of power.
"There's no way for me to go back?" She finally asked, looking hopefully up at him. "I just... settle in a room here, and that's it? What about my life?"