[ John doesn't immediately respond, choosing not to continue to speak in a way that Peggy lacks crucial context to. In a way, he understands; he would be at as much a lose if she tried to relay to him the nuances of the twentieth century. For a much as he was built up, John didn't like to kick down. ]
This.
[ From a space between the plating of his armor, John pulls out a pink plastic compact that was jarring for someone of his...countenance to be in possession of. It wasn't until he flipped it open that it showed a heavy piece of sketch paper folded in the well where the powder puff would be, and more importantly a set of coordinate etched into the mirror. ]
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This.
[ From a space between the plating of his armor, John pulls out a pink plastic compact that was jarring for someone of his...countenance to be in possession of. It wasn't until he flipped it open that it showed a heavy piece of sketch paper folded in the well where the powder puff would be, and more importantly a set of coordinate etched into the mirror. ]