Sharon eyed the coffee cup in irritation, then took the damn thing and drugs, if only to not find out if Donald Blake ever used Thor to get medication down someone's throat. She sipped on the coffee and listened to the arguments around for releasing Little Miss Tough Ass with her pissing contest. When they were done, she set the bug down and squared off against a Master Spy and God of Thunder.
"One, Adrian was ours first. He had our training and our foundations before he got reprogrammed. As long as we got rid of what was recently added, the bedrock is still secure. And yes, even with that and the fact he is physically reliant on us, we keep an eye on his behavior and routine for signs of fluctuations. So no this isn't just like Adrian's case." She pointed at the prisoner, all of her broody glares doing diddly on Sharon. "Second, as you pointed out, we have no history on her, not even biological references, no testing on her capabilities and you want to send her back out with the hopes she'll play nice?" She threw up her hands in disbelief. "Sure, now that we've done the Invasion of the Body Snatchers theme, let's bust out an old fashioned Trojan Horse." She turned to Thor to explain the term. "It mean we idiotically take someone or something for granted, let them in past our defenses and then act very shocked when they rip us apart from the inside out. Ask Ares, he'd love to recap that one."
She crossed her arms at the two men and frowned disapprovingly. "So no, I am not freeing the prisoner, I am not putting her on a team. She goes to Max and counts the bricks in her cell walls for a long time. I'm not willing to risk the lives of my agents on this gamble on a person we don't know, we don't understand or trust, and judging from the tough-ass staring competition that's been going on with the back of my head since this conversation started, doesn't want to be on our side anyway. You two have been jockeying to get her free when she hasn't said dick in her own defense or intent."