[ talking with tony is (sometimes) like looking at a crime scene -- or a logic problem -- wherein first she's got to take the measure of what he says and second she's got to cross out whatever is most likely irrelevant. peggy's no stranger to speaking in red herrings but hers have always been calculated and careful. his, she worries, are reflexive. they spring off his tongue the way a sleeping soldier springs into action when something spooks him awake.
he's looking for the rabbit hole. she should ask about that, soon, but first: ]
Dense. [ she tells the truth. as much as she hates owning her ignorance, this isn't the sort of knowledge she can fake. ] It might actually not be 101 enough, I'm afraid.
[ and it pains her to admit it. but if there's anyone who can help her on that front, she knows it's him. ]
( action. )
he's looking for the rabbit hole. she should ask about that, soon, but first: ]
Dense. [ she tells the truth. as much as she hates owning her ignorance, this isn't the sort of knowledge she can fake. ] It might actually not be 101 enough, I'm afraid.
[ and it pains her to admit it. but if there's anyone who can help her on that front, she knows it's him. ]