Peggy listened to Maria and was a little grateful that the boy wasn't someone she knew personally or was a friend of. It had crossed her mind but thankfully was now out of the way. Peggy nodded a little, "I can speak a few phrases of Russian. Had to learn some during the war but I can't guarantee much. I assume he knows some English since he spoke to the girl." She clenched at Steve's hand for comfort more than anything. "What does she remember? Is there anything untoward in her blood?"