Peter is almost positive that someone else he'd talked to has mentioned Drift Fleet recently, but right now he's a little distracted by this mystery box. He'll comb his brain for that information once he's done being confused about all this.

"It wants to be with me. Sure, I can work with that. Let's see what we have here, I guess."

He opens the package, facing away from himself just in case, but seeing as it doesn't explode, he takes a peek inside. Well hey, it's a tacky pair of glasses, but not a pair that he recognizes as being his.

"...Huh. You sure this is for me?"