The woman was busily trying to stop sobbing, wiping furiously at her eyes and hiccuping weakly. Half her face was bruised. Other old injuries were visible, half hidden by her clothes. She was shaking and trembling to the point that even standing upright might have been an issue. Her gaze kept darting back between Steve and the SHIELD Agent, but Steve certainly had her attention...or, more precisely, the costume did. Red, white, and blue...

"...d-do you w-want to know my name?" she finally stammered, her words interrupted by another hiccup.