[She debates how cluelessly she should play it, decides after a moment that Tatiana is the sort of woman who's sharp enough to pick up on the discrepancies. Moving through the art world of New York, after all, requires a certain command of one's attention to detail. So she allows her expression to soften slightly.]

You're from then, huh?

[Not all the sympathy is feigned. She's seen the weight of the war on Rogers' shoulders, and she can't imagine his best friend enduring differently.]

First of all-- the Allies won. Germany surrendered on May 8th, 1945. Japan followed suit in August.