[ She does note the handshake but passes it off on how cold the stasis unit tends to be. She shakes his hand once, grip firm and sure, before releasing him. ]

Poe, then. [ It still feels a little too familiar for her tastes, but that's a product of her upbringing and time period more than anything else. Peggy links her hands carefully in front of her, the left hooked onto the right wrist with a gingerness that speaks to her injuries, but that's neither here nor there. ] As far as I'm aware, your friends are quite safe here. It's life on the planet that's a little more uncertain. But I suppose that isn't too surprising.