Remy had thought that the whole ... bandage thing might be related to the other guys mutation, and he had been sure the 'voice in my head' thing was a mutant thing but - the guy wasn't all there anymore? There was a combustion engine? Well. Mutants came in all kinds of types it seemed.
"So you don't eat? Or-?" Hey, Remy wanted to know. He looked down at his own hands and then back up. "Well - took lots o practice, I blew up some stuff that I didn't mean to. Practice mostly, lots of practice. Mostly," he reached up and tapped the side of his head. "Seems to be kind of mentally willing things not to go boom."