He could hear her question from where he was under the dash, grunting and groaning for a second as he tried to get himself on stabler ground to actually strip and jump the wires. There was a smile on his face at how she had worded it, crooked as ever and perhaps a little cocky as he replied with, "I'm a mimic. I copy other people's powers."
"I even have your super strength," which was likely a comment to be met with either concern or relief that he had already known about it. "I can fly thanks to my brother and heal thanks to an indestructable cheerleader." He said, the car springing to life although not without giving him a bit of a shock. He didn't jump; not thanks to one Elle Bishop who had a knack for giving him those momentary pecks of electric affection for those months spent at Primatech.
"Just to name a few." Peter finished with that, making sure the car wasn't going to go driving off somewhere by pulling on the parking break.