Steve looks down at Peggy's hand, remembering the time she touched him after the procedure, not quite believing he actually made it through the painful process.

He presses his lips together and pulls Peggy in for a hug, not quite sure what to do for an upset Peggy, except let her know that he's real and he's there.

"I'm here, Peggy," He manages, voice rough, his throat thick with unshed tears. This was the reunion he hoped for when he woke up, well, besides the collars and togas, and the whole sex to stay alive thing, and then. Oh. Nat. This was going to be a mess. At least. He's still learning about women, but he was very sure there was going to be some sort of reaction and not in a positive way. Well. Once they were someplace where they could talk in privacy, he'll tell her. And maybe this time she won't shoot at him.