Peter's reaction was strange. Her eyes narrowed, and there he was offering his hand. He was so familiar, especially his voice as he seemed to get excited. She chalked the name familiarity to the alliteration of it: Peter Parker. The voice on the other hand...
"You do know me?" She moved toward him, not threatening, so much as curious. Few people who weren't from Asgard knew her, not even those from Sakaar. "Yes, bigger on the inside. Magic and science means it's probably very old." Her attention shifted to the box in question before looking at Peter Parker.
"Or very new. Why do you know me? Why do you sound familiar?" She paused.