[ Of course she's found her way here. Peggy Carter has spent the past few weeks trying to get to the bottom of any of the clues she's managed to scrounge up and more often than not, she's turned up hideously and frustratingly empty. Having their lives uprooted from Olympia and marched south to Wyver did little to ease that but she's always known how to ask the right questions and who to ask them of to get her where she wants to go.

The Gilded Cage and its owner are the first real and promising leads she's had in a long while. So the second she notices Cree is available, she crosses the room and joins him at his side. ]

If the stories are true, introductions won't be necessary. You already know who I am. [ She keeps her voice soft and polite; the bird at the other man's shoulder gets a cursory (curious) glance. ] And who I work for.

[ She means Ashti, of course. And she does mean to ask after the commander of Olympia's Royal Guard but there's something a little more pressing that she hasn't managed to elaborate on since she heard about it. ]

I'm just wondering what you know about who I work with. [ Peggy raises her brows. ] Rumour has it they aren't to be trusted.

[ Rumour has it the Guard has spies amongst the ranks. And she doesn't mean herself. She isn't from Wyver. ]