Sharon walked off the lead chopper, all the professional steel and restrained strength. She walked past Tony like a garish piece of art. "I want a perimeter up, initiate half a mile out and scan for anything not native. Wouldn't put it past his designers to be twisted. Put a few restraints on him, he's part machine and bio, will be tricky. Prep a cryo pod and transfer to the SubArct complex," she commanded as she entered the damage zone. Since Tony Stark couldn't be bothered to treat SHIELD organization as something more than the clean-up crew for his self-masturbation sessions, she saw no reason to interact with him.
"Also tell the three high profile extractions we have to postpone to take care of this. Hope the teams can keep themselves alive and out of their enemies' hands until then. Get legal up too, I want a lawsuit for intellectual property theft against Stark in my office by the time I get back." The suits nodded and got to work, letting her oversee with her arms folded until someone brought her a datapad to keep track of the damage.