Peter reaches for mini Reese's cups. Of course he knows Balthier only got them for him. And he's always running too fast, metabolically speaking, so he doesn't make any show about politely refusing.

"It's good to see you, too. You, uh, doing okay? Things got pretty wildly out of control here for, like, months. Or…actually I'm a little fuzzy? I was in other worlds for several months but time didn't pass the same here." Thinking about it makes him mentally dizzy.