[ -- much more confidently done. she can't help but feel a curl of warmth under her ribs when he describes it so simply but so favourably. she only knows a little of what's to come. as harrowing and sickening as the word 'legacy' sounds in her ears (what intelligence operative ever wants to leave behind so indelible a print on the world?) peggy can't help but feel a fraction of the goodwill he intends. ]

I've been warned I shouldn't learn too much about what that entails -- seventy years, isn't it? That's a damn long time. [ nothing to sneeze at. ] But...thank you. All the same.

[ maybe she needed to hear that. broad strokes, without details. just some mild assurance that maybe, just maybe, she'd left the world a bit better than she'd found it. ]