"Wait, what now??" Miles looked at her wide-eyed. He was trying to picture that. "Hang on, which one? Older one?" That was amusing to picture in his mind- then again, it was also scary. Cpt. Rogers was one of the keystones in the community. If he was in such a bad way, that was....well, bad.
"Thank you." He nodded to her with a shrug "I mean, it must suck suddenly being here, no powers, stuck as the only nurse when all hell breaks loose like this. I- uh, we needed you, though. Maybe someone knew that? Still...kinda sucks for you, doesn't it?" Miles made a face as she finished her sandwich and poured him some juice. He took it with a half-smile.
"Yeah, yeah, will do Dr. Claire." Peter begrudgingly went back to bed with his soup and juice, planning to eat, drink, then sleep some more. He could ask her more questions when he felt better. And he would. Poor woman.