A light smirk curls across Pietro's face. "There is no one else like me where I am from. My sister, she can do different things. There are others, but no one else is fast like me."

And he's pretty pleased with his status as special snowflake. It was not easy to harness his power and learn to control it, but the end result was more than worth it.

"Sokovia?" Pietro's expression twists into a suspicious scowl. David seems to be fishing for something, and Pietro's not sure he likes it. "It's my homeland. I was born there, and I lived there my whole life." Died there, too, but he's not keen to bring that up with a stranger, especially one who appears to be poking at personal information outside of the scope of this social exercise.