He offered her a close-lipped smile around a bite of his breakfast, impressed and jealous at the same time. Despite her inexperience with her telekinesis, she shouldn't have been able to resist the need to understand. She should have killed, should have been unable to help herself as he hadn't been able to resist the lure of murdering Brian Davis, and it shouldn't have mattered whether or not she could cut her victim open. Want would have found a way and it irritated him that she had been able to show restraint where he hadn't -- not that he'd ever really wanted to, but still -- but it was also impressive. She had more control than him; he wondered why.

Swallowing down his mouthful of waffles, he studied her for a moment, his eyes sharp and shining, then shook his head. He'd find out later, if she could still exhibit such control under less than dire circumstances.

"The teleporter will be hard to catch," he said, focusing himself instead on that. "Too hard to keep in one place. It's why I never managed to kill Nakamura. The other one, though ... " That would be easier, even if he had more of a taste for teleportation than for being a Spider-Man wannabe.