She shook her head pointing to the different lights on it. "They are treating me like a patient. It tells them where I am and my bio readout in case I have an attack, Steve. I'm diagnosed with severe PTSD, and cognitive dissociation from the mental link to her." The medical people weren't the problem, it was the looks from the other Avengers and agents, and just about everyone else. She snorted and rubbed her eye with the slightly tense giggles. "No one's going to be lining up anytime soon to be saved by the face that nearly wiped out the world."