she's well aware of the fact she isn't always the easiest to get along with ------------ all it takes is a five minute conversation with her old superior to see she has no issue being a thorn in someone's side ( when she feels it's justified, of course ). with that in mind, it still surprises her that more of her reputation hasn't found its way over from SHIELD in the shuffle. not that it's from a lack of trying, of course; but the chaos that she'd left behind in the wake of a total and complete meltdown ( not that vought seems like it's got it's shit together any more than SHIELD did -------------- they just seem a lot better at hiding it ) makes it more difficult for her personal record and all those red marks to pass from one entity to another.
so she's long been expecting this particular topic to come up with someone; hardly even sparing a blink when 'i don’t like you' gets tossed into the conversation, aimed at her specifically. the fact that it's @failedcrown making it much more amusing than it should be, all things considered, the revelation coming fairly late into her tenure as a not - so - newly minted member of vought international. ( especially because it's maeve ----- she hasn't exactly made the effort to back up that statement with action. )
"that's a bummer," she says with a half - formed smirk; strategically planted on the side she won't be able to see ------------ all maeve gets is a raised brow as sharon's eyes stay focused on the grainy CCTV footage on the screen in front of her, posture bent and hunched over the computer as she opts to stand and lean instead of sitting down properly. "i must really be losing my touch. last time it took about a week for another agent to tell me they hated my guts."
alright ------------ she'll let that smirk stretch to both sides; a subtle tilt of her head hinting that she doesn't believe a word of it. "i guess that just means i'll have to try a little harder from now on."