[ All right, well. For all that Peggy Carter has an excellent poker face and for all that Dirk's said some generally alarming things since this conversation began, his rather chipper delivery of until it kills you is what finally gives her some pause. Even as he continues speaking, she watches him with a mild expression of mingled bewilderment and something that toes the edge of concerned. ]

I'd be interested to know your findings, [ she replies automatically, although that's only half of where her attention is. How does she even begin to address that first bit with a man who is, still, effectively a stranger? Acquaintance at best after tonight? ] And you're welcome to give me a ring about them. But, er — is everything quite all right, Mr Gently?