"Steve?" Her mouth goes dry, eyes widening at the sight of him. It brings up old emotions for her, emotions that Peggy thought she had let go of over a year ago. But he's here and in front of her.

She takes a few steps towards him, wanting to make sure he was real. "Steve." Her voice is clearer, but there's a fondness in it. "Banging on the door won't help. We are trapped here until we do what is asked of us."

Peggy sucks in a breath, failing to keep her emotions in check. "Please. It's alright."