[ -- oh, good heavens. she's caught staring, wide-eyes, with her fingers curled around a box of tea bags. at the suggestion that someone's been home and back, peggy had already started bracing herself for the worst. but then... ]

Alive?

[ she parrots back the word, dumbstruck. and then it's simply a matter of setting the box of tea aside because peggy doesn't want to stand there distracted while she absorbs this news. something that must mean so so so very much to jane, who'd been torn to pieces and agonized by that connection torn away from her. ]

Jane. [ a puff of her cheeks. peggy's reaction is, admittedly, understated. but it so often is when the news is positive. still, she smiles. ] That absolutely could not have waited until Thursday. Christ, I'd have been sorely disappointed if you had.

[ straight to beeswax: ] How did she survive?