She finished with his neck and rinsed the cloth one more time, moving so she was face on to him. Peggy folded up the wet cloth and cupped his chin in her hand, dabbing at the grime and grit on his forehead first. "What did you find out?" she asked softly. Peggy had wondered whether it was even a good idea to go and see Howard, knowing that the man probably wouldn't know her yet and he certainly wouldn't have known Steve. She kept her distance instead.