Peggy broke up a biscuit for Mouse to nibble at in order to keep her from grabbing more of new Bucky's hair. At least she realised now what the island had done to him; changed his whole history so that he never fell from the plane and got his arm ripped off. She wished, for his sake, that it was permanent.
Smiling a little wider, Peggy sipped her tea. "No reason. Steve just has dreams sometimes. What if things had happened differently, kind of thing." she should warn both of the boys about it.