Unsurprisingly, her willpower was greater than his own. His eyes flickered away from Peggy's at Steve's name, also feeling a pull of curiosity as to the other man's whereabouts. It wasn't that they needed to talk, necessarily, but this next month was likely to pass without another opportunity for a quiet aside. Just a so long, be good, I promise not to haunt you would provide him with a little bit of closure. He had similar speeches prepared for Bucky and Clint, and figured it might be a good idea to try to find them all once he'd finished with Peggy.
Who was giving him much more credit than he deserved, in the grand scheme of things. He wondered, briefly, if she knew that he'd turned Steve down right out of the gate, and had only changed his mind when Cassie had been steered onto her career path. Helping to look at the problem wasn't so noble when he was only looking to fix things for his kid - although he could recognize that doing so would fix things for a lot of other kids, too, and that wasn't something he was actively bucking. Maybe it wasn't the most terrible thing in the world if he let her keep thinking of him as the kind of guy who was willing to stick his neck out for a whole bunch of people he didn't owe anything to.
"Hey, I'm just following his lead." And that seemed like a good way to brush off the credit without setting her straight on where his motives lie. "Guy's kind of the heart of this operation." His compassion for the poor, huddled masses was unrivaled by anyone present tonight, that was clear enough. "I'll, uh. I'll do what I can to make sure he comes out the other side of this. Which is not going to be much, at all," Scott smiled lopsidedly, "but it sounds nice, right?"