[ She exhales explosively, the soft thud of the back of her head dropping against the stable wall likely audible. The reprimand isn't necessarily unwarranted, she'd likely say the exact same in his position. To go haring off without a second thought, make a decision that impacts more than just herself, however small, however well-intended. Until the SSR, Peggy truly had learned to appreciate working alone. Partners are complicated in all senses of the word. But people like Daniel Sousa and Edwin Jarvis have taught her it's all right to place some trust in others, to share the load.

Your desire to help others is noble, but I doubt you'll find much success unless you allow others to help you.

Too bloody true, Mr Jarvis. And this is what she gets for trying to do right by that. But while she understands where Eggsy is coming from, she can't help but bristle a little. What she almost says is for fuck's sake; what she almost says is this is precisely why I thought about not telling you — but she bites it back for something else. Something less emotional, less accusatory. ]

I'm not one to mix the personal and professional. We don't owe him every aspect of our lives. [ Low, firm. ] If the situation arises where it might be better to do so, then yes. But I'm not here to put someone else in the thick of it — if there's any blowback from a decision I make, then let it be on me. [ A pause. ] Like now.