[ She's smart enough at least to know that looking back would keep her here too. A lot of things would simply keep her here. She pauses outside long enough to inform the nurse the Guide will be needed again, and then she keeps moving and ignores the nurse's call for her to stop, breaks into a run as soon as she turns the corner because she needs the repetitive motion of it, the way it forces her to keep her breathing even and gets her far away from here.
She finds herself on the roof eventually, which she thinks must be because someone up top said she was allowed to. She's good at ducking security, sure, but this is a SHIELD building and she's unprepared and hardly at the top of her game.
But that's the last truly coherent thought she has for a little bit, because that's about when her shields and her organization and her walls finally just fail the way they've been threatening to ever since she left that place and her mind essentially whites out. She finds a wall to sit down against and tilts her head to the sun so she can at least feel that, a mild help because it's proof she's outside, and she lets herself stop trying to think at all until some of this fades away and leaves space for starting to reorganize.
The first true thought to come back, eventually, is the driving need to be sorted enough to find Tony. It's going to take a while to achieve that, she thinks, but it's motivation to at least start to try to solve the mess her head has become. ]
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She finds herself on the roof eventually, which she thinks must be because someone up top said she was allowed to. She's good at ducking security, sure, but this is a SHIELD building and she's unprepared and hardly at the top of her game.
But that's the last truly coherent thought she has for a little bit, because that's about when her shields and her organization and her walls finally just fail the way they've been threatening to ever since she left that place and her mind essentially whites out. She finds a wall to sit down against and tilts her head to the sun so she can at least feel that, a mild help because it's proof she's outside, and she lets herself stop trying to think at all until some of this fades away and leaves space for starting to reorganize.
The first true thought to come back, eventually, is the driving need to be sorted enough to find Tony. It's going to take a while to achieve that, she thinks, but it's motivation to at least start to try to solve the mess her head has become. ]