Bob admittedly glossed over most of the technical jargin Manny was using, but was smirking by the time he had finished. He would take the offered earpiece, and turn mostly to Manny. "You sound a lot like my old friend Zane. He used to do all the hacking and tinkering back in the day." he tapped the gas mask, indicating the modifications that were made in it. "If we're good, think you'd be able to tinker with some more stuff? I have some ideas I have been thinking about. Not sure what everyone else can do... But I'm no Superman." He lifts one hand, flexing the fingers some to pop out the sharp claws, then retracting them again. "I haven't the foggiest idea how these things work, just know that they do." He rolls back on his heel's some, the boots pushing him back up into a small hop. 

He turns to the others, a brow lifting questioningly. "Any of yall bullet proof, or flying or something? Hear there's a guy who can lift a who city bus... Any of yall able to do something like that?" He picked up a lot of random information while bouncing around the city. Thugs tend to talk about heros and villains when they're scared of getting caught. He had heard a lot about the Big time heroes just like everyone, but he'd never heard of these smaller groups back in Jersey.