"I think you're taking the body-guarding thing a little too literally. My shoes aren't going to betray me now," she pointed out as he put her in the seat like a over-grown doll or nice clothes from the cleaners. Spending the last hour in a shouting and staring match with shadowy superpowers also drained her of her want to argue, so she settled in the seat easily. WIth a laugh, she shook her head. "I am powered on bad attitude and coffee, Rogers. Sleep isn't going to come easily."