Panic replaced the warm feelings left from the dream. Peggy was crying! No! That wasn't supposed to happen! He'd heard it in her voice before he put the plane into the ice. One of his last thoughts had been that Peggy should never cry. He wanted to make it stop. He HAD to make it stop! But what do you do when there wasn't anything to punch of yell at? Flail internally, that's what.
But then there was kissing and expressions of undying love. Baffled, Steve returned the kiss as his arms held her close. He had to come up for breath, however. "I love you, too. Why are you crying?"