[He doesn't think to ask about why she asks for the information. If she wants it, then she deserves to have it. Perhaps it reflects his willingness to respect a chain of command and fall into line when someone pulls rank.]
"Helicarrier" is the one he's become aware of. Our knowledge of others is speculation at best.
[ -- because how can you ask a man about something he's forgotten? doubly so when that man is one of the more stubborn creatures she's ever had the good fortune to know. then again, perhaps that's changed as well.
[ fitz lends his support so easily. too easily, maybe, although she can't deny it's a wonderful to feel as though someone starts out with faith in her -- rather than rolling her eyes at the uphill climb required just to get an ounce of consideration, back home.
well. this has been a remarkably draining conversation, hasn't it? peggy sighs. then, lapsing back to an earlier thought: ]
[It's ludicrous to think he would consider otherwise. She's Peggy Carter. It would be treason to consider anything other than his fullest support.]
Whiskey? Well. I am Scottish, Ma'am.
[He learned most of his social drinking from beer-swigging Americans, but one does not befriend SHIELD agents without learning one's way around a bar at least in passing.]
Good. [ -- she could lie and say she's partial to scotch, but the truth is that nearly any whiskey will do. bourbon and beyond. ]
We should find some, you and I. What's a holiday on the slopes without a few hot toddies?
[ not the most serious of missions, maybe. but peggy could use the distraction -- just enough to let the wheels of her mind turn on their own in the background. ]
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"Helicarrier" is the one he's become aware of. Our knowledge of others is speculation at best.
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[ -- because how can you ask a man about something he's forgotten? doubly so when that man is one of the more stubborn creatures she's ever had the good fortune to know. then again, perhaps that's changed as well.
peggy frowns. ]
I'll find out the rest.
[ she's determined. ]
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[ He nods firmly. ]
I've every confidence that will be the case.
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well. this has been a remarkably draining conversation, hasn't it? peggy sighs. then, lapsing back to an earlier thought: ]
-- Are you a whiskey drinker, Agent Fitz?
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Whiskey? Well. I am Scottish, Ma'am.
[He learned most of his social drinking from beer-swigging Americans, but one does not befriend SHIELD agents without learning one's way around a bar at least in passing.]
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We should find some, you and I. What's a holiday on the slopes without a few hot toddies?
[ not the most serious of missions, maybe. but peggy could use the distraction -- just enough to let the wheels of her mind turn on their own in the background. ]