"That's great to hear; I haven't been to very many, I have a small...set up at home, sort of." Sort of. Just an abandoned one with no lease, no owner, and he had the keys.

"Thank you." he says, somewhat incredulous. It's not something he's super jazzed about, being doted on, but she doesn't know, and he's not going to tell her that he finds his way around with the same sensory powers she has. Not yet, at least.

He kindly awaits her to take a seat before he does start eating.

"Highest powered? So there's...tiers then. Of just a couple of powers to near god like, right?" Sounded somewhat familiar to home.

"Yeah, we do. Just a handful though, a few more in New York than in other places." A beat, he takes a bite.
"A couple in California, a couple in space, apparently. The news hasn't been terribly thorough about it, but I can't blame them. I'm sure most if not all of it is under massive amounts of security clearances I can't even dream of numbering."

"Similar to yours, however. Some are godlike, others? Pretty average joe types." Like Jessica, Luke. Danny, kind of. Him. He'd hardly cop to being super-powered though. Maybe just a little insane, with just really good hearing.