Tony/Sharon
Well, that was certainly a relief. As much as Sharon enjoyed her time at SHIELD, and as night and day as she was now, she didn't want to think she was working for one organization and find out she was working for something else entirely. Been there, done that. Not her idea of a good time. "Count me in. It'll be nice to be a part of SHIELD again."
"Thanks," Sharon nodded, then took hold of his hand so he could help her to her feet. Walking she could probably do, but getting up from the sitting position took stomach muscles, and hers were still fairly damaged. With stitches. She hoped she hadn't bled through her bandage onto her clothes.
Speaking of clothes. "I don't suppose there's a set of pajamas in my room, is there?" She asked giving a sheepish smile. "I have my laptop bag, but... I didn't realize I was permanently relocating."