[ Steve returns to the quiet bulletin board, carrying Thomas's journal. All its tidy notes, its summaries, its lists. He pages through it without really seeing it, trying to connect the dots between his own disappearance and the vanishment of so many others. Others who haven't come back.
He's intensely relieved to see Peggy when he walks into the room, the relief accompanied by the flutter of nerves he feels whenever he thinks about the look in her eyes when she told him he died. He clears his throat and tries for a tentative smile. ]
Thank God. I was starting to worry you'd vanished, too.
[ With Natasha AWOL and Bucky on edge, he's not sure he could take losing Peggy. ]
A ) huffs
He's intensely relieved to see Peggy when he walks into the room, the relief accompanied by the flutter of nerves he feels whenever he thinks about the look in her eyes when she told him he died. He clears his throat and tries for a tentative smile. ]
Thank God. I was starting to worry you'd vanished, too.
[ With Natasha AWOL and Bucky on edge, he's not sure he could take losing Peggy. ]