He didn't.

[ peggy takes a seat -- heavily, slowly, sinking down onto the fountain's edge beside tony. her ordinarily squared shoulders show a slump to them. and when she raises her hand, it's to rub at her temple. maybe things would feel better if she simply would cry it out. ]

At least, none that I know of. Not here. Although if he had, I would have been the last to learn. None of us were really speaking in earnest with each other before they left.