Her grin for Tony fades as Loki falls in with them, and she bites the inside of her cheek to keep from filling the pause with her last name. She has to be careful around him.

More importantly, she has to be smart. She doesn't reach out to stop Tony, instead hoping he'll follow her lead and stop as well. She schools her face into something more passive, almost pleasant, and turns to Loki. "You're right, Loki. I'm sorry for being rude. The people missing are friends of mine."

She looks over her shoulder toward the woods. "The three of us have to check the woods. Last time I sent a man in, he didn't get far before he was attacked by creatures he described as 'metal bears.'" Even though Anna had said none of them were within her reach, and she was an angel, perhaps... just perhaps, with Loki, they could make it. "I don't think we have a chance of finding the others unless we can get past the defenses of the people keeping us here. How far could you take us into the woods?

As for instruction and encouragement, Sharon isn't going to say anything. Though she has to admit, his overly polite routine is mildly amusing. Amusing like a King Cobra that dances before it kills.