[His fingers curl on the back of the chair, as he stares with some seriousness.
Perhaps the faintest appalled niggling, in the back of his mind.
Oh, Peggy. You may know way too much about him — but he knows plenty of your flaws, too. And let it be known, he's been screwed up enough from the calibrations to not just drop this and turn away, leave her to her little victory. He can be pretty damn stubborn, too; they have that in common.]
Would Peggy Carter pull skeletons out of closets to come out clean, then?
What other 'wounds' d'you wanna mention, so you can use 'em to ignore my advice?
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[His fingers curl on the back of the chair, as he stares with some seriousness.
Perhaps the faintest appalled niggling, in the back of his mind.
Oh, Peggy. You may know way too much about him — but he knows plenty of your flaws, too. And let it be known, he's been screwed up enough from the calibrations to not just drop this and turn away, leave her to her little victory. He can be pretty damn stubborn, too; they have that in common.]
Would Peggy Carter pull skeletons out of closets to come out clean, then?
What other 'wounds' d'you wanna mention, so you can use 'em to ignore my advice?