[ The implications of her being here alongside Steve Rogers and any other contemporaries from the 21st century is, indeed, cause for a headache when dwelt on for too long. She can bandy theory on the subject of time with friends like Jim Kirk but at the end of the day, with the Natha withholding information, they'll never truly understand what's happened to them and their homes. It's something she intends to pursue eventually. But that's neither here nor there at the moment.
It's a secret? asks this young man and Peggy nods, taking in his earnestness, accepting it for what it is. If Peter knows the whole of her story, that she is an intelligence operative, then he knows that her life must be kept classified. Entrusting such a thing to a teenager (what is he, fifteen? No more than sixteen, surely) isn't ideal, but she hopes he's true to his word. She's built a network here and she can't jeopardise it. ]
He is. Not that anyone is aware of the name. [ Said with a rather pointed glance, but somehow still kind on the edges. ] Are you a fan?
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It's a secret? asks this young man and Peggy nods, taking in his earnestness, accepting it for what it is. If Peter knows the whole of her story, that she is an intelligence operative, then he knows that her life must be kept classified. Entrusting such a thing to a teenager (what is he, fifteen? No more than sixteen, surely) isn't ideal, but she hopes he's true to his word. She's built a network here and she can't jeopardise it. ]
He is. Not that anyone is aware of the name. [ Said with a rather pointed glance, but somehow still kind on the edges. ] Are you a fan?
[ SORRY, STEVE. ]