The joke lacks Steph's usual lively tone, which says a lot, but Peggy still shakes her head in half exasperation over it, part of the usual routine. "It wouldn't matter," she says, nudging Steph towards the bed so she can sit down if she's so inclined.

"You're not hurt, are you?" It's a question of physical injury, of potential jiangshi wounds, even if Peggy knows that's probably not the reason she's here. She doesn't see anything, but that doesn't mean Steph's entirely scratch free.