They could be anyone. Could be victims or villains. Desperate survivors or devious enemies. But no matter what their motive, she believes they have something to do to the people now blearily making their way through the compound left abandoned. For that reason alone, Peggy could only consider them in opposition. The world beyond her immediate self was a problem fit to be solved. Somehow.

"I wonder if they even know who they are," she huffed as she waggled the empty file-folder once in the air before handing it back to...Superman. Lord above, but she wouldn't get used to calling him that. Not in her own mind. Not ever.