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Their relationship is a dance of emotions, running instances of silence during missions in the field, and violence; not violence towards each other per se, but their lives shared or otherwise is rife with struggle.
But it is a dance that Peggy thinks that neither of them wouldn't trade for having a quiet life with anyone else. It certainly isn't the sort of world that would suit someone like Dottie.
Or herself.
Coming into the apartment they sometimes share when the two of them are home together, Peggy marks the various changes of likely hidden weapons before gently kissing Dottie.