[ she shouldn't. ordinarily, she wouldn't. but the blessed relief of his hug (she leans into it; nosing her face against the crook of his neck) coupled with some glitch deep within her augment forces the truth onto her tongue. ]
It's Whitney Frost. [ peggy hasn't spoken much about this, about what she's been doing back home, about the case she's been working. ] It's Jason Wilkes. It's --
Christ. It's Ana. [ she lifts her head and digs trembling fingers into his sides. ] She was shot.
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It's Whitney Frost. [ peggy hasn't spoken much about this, about what she's been doing back home, about the case she's been working. ] It's Jason Wilkes. It's --
Christ. It's Ana. [ she lifts her head and digs trembling fingers into his sides. ] She was shot.