She rolls her eyes. Bloody Americans and their ridiculous names. Of course he would be in a unit that likes to think of themselves as some sort of avengers arriving on the scene, never mind that they're years late and they've been fighting this war long enough to be annoyed by this.
"Well, whoever you are, you're in the middle of my training exercise and in twenty minutes, this area will be flooded with soldiers. I suggest you go back to your bird friend," Peggy says crisply, her annoyance showing in having to corral a stray American back to base. "Or, more wisely, you wait and I'll escort you back. You seem lost enough already." Perhaps there is a small, very small, part of her that doesn't want to let him out of her sight.
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Date: 2017-05-15 01:02 am (UTC)"Well, whoever you are, you're in the middle of my training exercise and in twenty minutes, this area will be flooded with soldiers. I suggest you go back to your bird friend," Peggy says crisply, her annoyance showing in having to corral a stray American back to base. "Or, more wisely, you wait and I'll escort you back. You seem lost enough already." Perhaps there is a small, very small, part of her that doesn't want to let him out of her sight.
It's just professional worry, that's all.