Thank God, Colonel Danvers was here, it would make Tony-wrangling, even with their current falling out. She nodded a relived hello to the woman as she approached and then waved the medic to proceed. "Stabilize him," she instructed the medic. "Sadly there's enough exposed places to get a needle in." With triage happening, Sharon could join in the conversation.
"Check for concussions as well, since he thinks he is being charming and worming out of this," Sharon agreed dryly. "I have a feed with him picking a fight with this 'Dirge' without calling in for back up and losing badly." A trash compactor might have been gentler, she mused distractedly when she examined the pilot's new orders. Putting the pieces together, she shot the battered man a very angry look. "And judging from what my yet-again-hacked database reveals, I'm here to authorize a experimental treatment that has killed all prior test subjects."