[ in the end, it comes to this, to steve getting to hold her. He's gentle about it, wrapping his arms around her and keeping her close. Steve is quiet for a moment, simply enjoying her presence and her warmth. ]
Tell me how's it been?
[ he told her a little about modern times and infinity stones but he's just as interested in listening. ]
[ how has it been? peggy digs the tip of her tongue into a back tooth—tucking her chin against his shoulder and feeling a silent gratitude that he can’t see her indecision over an answer. ]
—Nothing short of a whirlwind.
[ it’s loose, it’s vague, it’s nowhere near a proper reply. peggy gets such a sense of fulfillment from her work—no doubt about it—but it’s an uphill slog.
it’s always been an uphill slog. ]
How much do you already know?
[ she acknowledges his curiosity, alongside whatever digging he must have done from the future. ]
[ proud. he tells her he’s proud. and—yes—peggy’s proud, too. she’s worked hard; she’s worked well. but she sees her work as less of an accomplishment and more of an imperative. ]
It needed doing—[ she answers with a lop-sided shrug. the ssr was rotting to its core, it had wasted the last of its integrity, and peggy wanted to build something better. ]
And I haven’t done it alone.
[ she’s quick to acknowledge the others who have put blood and sweat and tears into the organization. ]
[ steve thinks, this is where he wants to help. he doesn't ever want her to think he's saved the world while SHIELD mucked it up, not ever. mostly since he has always seen her as, well, an inspiration. so much of his decisions have been made with her in mind, what would peggy do or more like, what would she tell me to do. his smile softens, just a bit. ]
I just want you to know that.
[ especially given everything he still has to say. ]
no subject
Tell me how's it been?
[ he told her a little about modern times and infinity stones but he's just as interested in listening. ]
Foe you - those last few years.
no subject
—Nothing short of a whirlwind.
[ it’s loose, it’s vague, it’s nowhere near a proper reply. peggy gets such a sense of fulfillment from her work—no doubt about it—but it’s an uphill slog.
it’s always been an uphill slog. ]
How much do you already know?
[ she acknowledges his curiosity, alongside whatever digging he must have done from the future. ]
no subject
[ he knows about HYDRA, too. He almost asks about Zola but decides to wait, to listen first. ]
How have you been with all of this? Founding SHIELD, being director. You know - I'm really proud of you. I should have told you sooner.
no subject
It needed doing—[ she answers with a lop-sided shrug. the ssr was rotting to its core, it had wasted the last of its integrity, and peggy wanted to build something better. ]
And I haven’t done it alone.
[ she’s quick to acknowledge the others who have put blood and sweat and tears into the organization. ]
no subject
[ steve thinks, this is where he wants to help. he doesn't ever want her to think he's saved the world while SHIELD mucked it up, not ever. mostly since he has always seen her as, well, an inspiration. so much of his decisions have been made with her in mind, what would peggy do or more like, what would she tell me to do. his smile softens, just a bit. ]
I just want you to know that.
[ especially given everything he still has to say. ]
that hasn't changed.
no subject
Alright. [ peggy hedges—all the sweet soft affection of their kiss draining away. only the spy remains. ] So what has changed?