[ It's not that she feels a certain responsibility for a woman who's barely a few years younger than her. But there's something about knowing Daisy Johnson is a member of an agency she eventually establishes (and loses, she's aware of that much), the fact that in her time female agents in the SSR were far and few in between and somewhere out there is a future where she did her best to change that. It breeds a certain connection; not necessarily intimate, Peggy doesn't form bonds easily, but familiar. That's a start.
Their hike through the frozen tundra is at a halt for now. People need to rest and it doesn't matter if they're accustomed to this sort of hardship or not. They can't stop for long, but a temporary shelter made of hard-packed snow is enough to catch one's breath. It's an unnecessary luxury to be picky about who to share one with so most don't, but Peggy is lucky enough to know the person settling in with her. ]
Agent Johnson, [ she greets lowly. With the howling wind, no one will overhear them. Peggy keeps her hood up, curls crushed under the thick material, and she digs into her pack for some food to share. ] How are you holding up?
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Their hike through the frozen tundra is at a halt for now. People need to rest and it doesn't matter if they're accustomed to this sort of hardship or not. They can't stop for long, but a temporary shelter made of hard-packed snow is enough to catch one's breath. It's an unnecessary luxury to be picky about who to share one with so most don't, but Peggy is lucky enough to know the person settling in with her. ]
Agent Johnson, [ she greets lowly. With the howling wind, no one will overhear them. Peggy keeps her hood up, curls crushed under the thick material, and she digs into her pack for some food to share. ] How are you holding up?