"But-but you-" she stuttered and kept staring at him with too wide eyes. Her voice was rough as well from lack of use and the cold. "You left. You aimed the plane in the water an-and-" Part of her, not shocked by emotion, wondered if he was trick, so illusion to make her talk, but only Phillips really knew. Well Stark saw her shoot him and there was that newsreel...
Enough of her came together to become herself again, to be properly British and take no nonsense. "And y-you're late." If it was Steve, he'd get it, and an imposter would blunder through. She cautiously took his hand to get up, but the cryo's atrophy stole her strength and she stumbled to fall.