Sinister got to his feet slowly, studying the mutant closely. His powers were good, although they could be better, but that attitude would simply not work.
"I don't think coffee is the best thing for you right now, if you want my honest medical opinion." Because surely Pete would know that the strange man standing in front of him had his best interests in mind. Right.
"My associate Host will be here shortly with food and water for you--you remember her, I'm sure." He gave him a smile before turning and putting on a pair of medical gloves. "But we have never been formally introduced, Mr. Wisdom. Let's call a spade a spade--I am Mr. Sinister."