Sharon was a lot of things. Strong. Feminine. Bold. She was also proud. As much as she felt like leaning on Tony Stark as they headed to her room (wherever that was), she wanted to walk on her own two feet. Prove she could. It'd been a while since she'd had any painkillers, though, and the sitting down and standing up again made her sore. At least she wasn't limping.
"Thanks. I'm looking forward to changing into something a little more comfortable." She'd been wearing a power suit when she arrived, but it rubbed against the bandage in a weird way. "And sleeping. I think I could sleep for a year."
Sharon nodded. Sounded like the Echo Dot or the Amazon Alexa. It was nice to know that she had privacy in her room, though. "How long have you been here?" She asked, stepping into the elevator and leaning against the wall.