Just do it, just do it. His idiot brain is scrambling over her being so close when it should be focusing on their surroundings, their situation-
He takes her hand, looking down at her pale fingers in his and trying not to marvel too much that she knows who he was and can still look at him that way. "What is it, Peggy?"
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Just do it, just do it. His idiot brain is scrambling over her being so close when it should be focusing on their surroundings, their situation-
He takes her hand, looking down at her pale fingers in his and trying not to marvel too much that she knows who he was and can still look at him that way. "What is it, Peggy?"