"Yeah, well...I didn't always look like this." he replies. Absently, he reaches into his back pocket for his wallet so he can flip it open and pull out a photo, passing it over for her to see: a shot of him during basic training, short and scrawny...taken straight from his file, and given to him by Peggy after he came out of the ice.

One that's clearly about seventy years old.

"That's me before I joined the army."