Re: [Facility: Tony Triage]
[Greetings circulated, and Selina took it all in, arms still crossed, shoulders still against the wall at her back. If anything, the influx of bodies just made her more uncomfortable. Her grief? She didn't like it on display. She didn't want her hopes up, and she didn't want an audience if this all failed. But she was Gotham, and she was good at hiding the things happening beneath her fur. There, standing, she was a thing made of nothing, no feelings on her face, and even the slight tip of her lush red lips was careless. Being here? Piece of cake, and that sentiment stretched through limbs and lived in sinew.
She couldn't possibly care less. Really.
She looked Penny over. She nodded at James. She smiled a little more warmly at Faol. Robert got an eyeroll, because why were they here? Really. And she knew that wasn't fair, that he just didn't want to get his hopes up, but still.
She pushed away from the wall, and she walked into the room with the man, the equipment, that still lifelessness that was so unnerving. And all she could think? Was that Tony saved her once, and this was probably the only chance she would get to even come close to repaying that debt.]
We're ready to go. [Her attention was firmly on the medical people in the room. And Selina? She'd gotten used to running a mob, and she wasn't very good at giving up the reins, not anymore.] Where do we start? What do you need? James, Pepper and I will get you anything you need.