"There was no shirt thing, unless you've somehow developed new bad habits," Peggy remarks, sipping at her tea one last time before settling it down. "You were a lovely roommates, Sergeant Barnes." Honestly, it's strange, because she had been calling him James, but only briefly, and now she feels as if she's lost that permission and ability.

"I was feeling rather guilty, when I began to stay with you," she admits. "I had just learned that Steve was alive, and I couldn't sleep for the guilt that I stopped searching for him, that I gave up on him. You, he," she clarifies, "you helped. Not to mention, you had an excellent habit of being very helpful with dinner."

Mainly because she was awful at cooking, but let that not be said out loud (not by her, at least).