[ that's just it, isn't it? peggy hadn't considered her kid gloves to have been in use on that particular afternoon. or maybe she's slipped them on (so to speak) once things started charting south. she presses her lips together.

no, tea treats won't solve this one. as lovely as the thought is.

but then, of course, jemma leaves a little gap in her sentence and peggy can't help but go excavating. ]

After what? [ a tip of her head. ] Are you talking about -- about the injury? The one that showed itself so unavoidably during not that event? You were both a touch younger.