Peter raises his cup too to tip it against her own with a soft smile and then a nod in agreement.

"My aunt is the strongest person that I know," he says, and she doesn't have powers. She doesn't have anything 'super' about her at all. She's poor, and she fights, and she takes care of those she loves. If Peter could ever do anything, he'd wish he could keep his aunt safe and happy.

...he's already sort of screwed that up.

He's not thinking of it though. He just tips his glass to Peggy's with a tiny smile as if they're toasting.

"To steel."