"You came from...?"
Although Hank Pym knew that Pietro was a superpowered individual, he had never verified the extent of Pietro's abilities. Aside from what Pietro had shown when Darren entered the room and when he had taken the gun, Hank Pym still had no real concept of what he could do.
"It's the address on this. It's four blocks away, pretty close. It's also quite popular. If we hadn't ordered ahead, we would've had to wait quite a while."
Pietro tossed the takeout receipt over while continuing to eat a slice of pizza. His abilities placed tremendous demands on his body's caloric intake, so he had always consumed highly concentrated energy bars at the base. That had only made him crave fast food even more.
"That restaurant is about three kilometers from here. You..."
"Didn't I tell you? My ability is Super Speed. This is perfectly normal."
Pietro spoke while gulping down large bites of pizza, not bothered in the slightest.
After all, during this time at the S.H.I.E.L.D. base, everyone had more or less developed superpowers. And even though his abilities were impressive, he still often lost to Rogers and the others in actual combat. So he had nothing to be overly proud of, at least when it came to ordinary people.
"This isn't normal. Your speed is too astonishing."
"Moreover, you can perform such normal actions at that speed. What you're capable of..."
Hank Pym immediately estimated the general extent of Pietro's abilities. Even based solely on what he had displayed so far, it had left Hank utterly astonished.
At the same time, countless ideas about the various missions Pietro could undertake surged through his mind.
One had to understand that Hank Pym was one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D. If Howard Stark and those other people