Red and angry.

[ The quip comes without hesitation as Sam blinks his eyes open. ]

I think I knocked both of us out. If not, I might just be dead.

[ Speaking of... His eyes track over her face for a moment, then widen as recognition dawns. ]

You're Peggy Carter. [ Well... kind of? Sam looks puzzled. ] Ain't you... y'know... smaller?

[ That's a better thing to say than 'I was at your funeral', right? ]