Peggy hides her mouth behind her hand, not wanting to cough right into someone's face, but it is a rather pressing concern if she doesn't do so. The hacking fit finished, her body feels wracked with the ache and she concedes with a nod of her head, allowing herself to be dragged back in.

"I've gone to work with a rebar hole in my gut," she complains, because this is ridiculous. "This is just a fever, I ought to be just fine."