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With what Steve knew already about what HYDRA had accomplished with her, the memories would be murky and downright out of reach in some circumstances. But they would have to come back, right? HYDRA hadn't destroyed them, just pushed them so far down to not exist readily. At least, he had to believe they could work at recovering everything. The alternative hurt too badly, especially when Peggy deserved to have her life back.
Looking at her for a moment, he tried to wrap his mind around her being there in he first place. It still held a dream-like quality to all of it. "It'll take time - there might be some people who can eventually help you with your memories. People I know..." There were a lot of people he knew who worked with sciences.
"I wouldn't have gotten hurt. At least, not for long. I heal pretty quickly," Steve reassured, moving around the safehouse to double check they had enough for a couple of days. The weapons were carefully out of view but easily accessed just in case.
He managed to look over at her again just as she flinched. "Does that hurt you? My saying certain things?"
"That doesn't mean you have to be completely reckless." Her tone was tart, something almost reminiscent of the woman she'd been before. "You don't always have to be a bull in a china shop, you know. You can accomplish the same goal without alerting everyone in the entire bloody country to your presence." The very English curse sounded strange in an American accent.
She cupped the mug in her hands for a moment, letting the heat seep through her fingers. "The memories hurt." Just being around him was enough to make her head ache, but she could work through that. Particular memories that insisted on trying to resurface hurt more. "I don't- I haven't had a name for decades. I don't know who I am anymore." I can't be the woman you want, she thought, but didn't say.
Despite the very obvious reprimand and lecture, a smile tugged at Steve's lips. A shadow of familiarity but he knew better than to find too much comfort in it when it all might disappear in a blink of an eye. "Never been much of a spy but not from lack of trying on the part of others," Steve responded, giving a good natured shrug of his shoulder. "The serum wasn't really built for it."
"You have time to figure it out now," Steve responded, trying to not pace around or look too uneasy. "It'll probably be easier the longer you spend away from the programming. It'll be - a painful process but should - get there. I remember reading some things about memory loss and gain. It's blocks in the mind but they can be unlocked. There's some things to help." He paused and then added, "Like plums."
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Looking at her for a moment, he tried to wrap his mind around her being there in he first place. It still held a dream-like quality to all of it. "It'll take time - there might be some people who can eventually help you with your memories. People I know..." There were a lot of people he knew who worked with sciences.
"I wouldn't have gotten hurt. At least, not for long. I heal pretty quickly," Steve reassured, moving around the safehouse to double check they had enough for a couple of days. The weapons were carefully out of view but easily accessed just in case.
He managed to look over at her again just as she flinched. "Does that hurt you? My saying certain things?"
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She cupped the mug in her hands for a moment, letting the heat seep through her fingers. "The memories hurt." Just being around him was enough to make her head ache, but she could work through that. Particular memories that insisted on trying to resurface hurt more. "I don't- I haven't had a name for decades. I don't know who I am anymore." I can't be the woman you want, she thought, but didn't say.
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"You have time to figure it out now," Steve responded, trying to not pace around or look too uneasy. "It'll probably be easier the longer you spend away from the programming. It'll be - a painful process but should - get there. I remember reading some things about memory loss and gain. It's blocks in the mind but they can be unlocked. There's some things to help." He paused and then added, "Like plums."