"Yeah, about that." The alcohol he meant, but it was a pretty good segue to the whole super speed/jump thing. He played a little with his own glass, pushing it a little to one side and then the other as he watched it before looking back up at Mary. "I can't get drunk and I can jump that high because I'm a transgenic." I wasn't a term he heard here. There were mutants and superhumans and supernaturals, but no one had ever used the term. He knew no one else from home was here and he had to wonder if his world was the only place to have them.
"Basically I was made in a test tube by a secret government military project and raised to be a quicker, faster, and deadlier soldier than a normal human could be. I can do a lot of stuff that humans can't because my DNA isn't entirely human."