"Oh." He blinks as he takes in all of that information. "I guess I didn't pay that much attention in science." He shrugs and wanders away from the table to first rinse his hands off, and then start rummaging through the fridge for something to eat.

He grabs a couple of containers of various leftovers and sets them on the counter, dropping bird-like helpings of about four different things that had been part of dinner earlier when Mom had made it onto a plate to pop in the microwave. "So, is there other stuff you can do with your powers?" he asks, one hip leaned against the counter as he waits on his food.