Nathan rolled his eyes, and so much for the first thing he thought of that was steel. "Not that Ma ever cooks much in the first place, Pete, but by all means, go on about the pots," he replied, a bit sarcastically, and he couldn't believe they were seriously having this conversation. Eating Angela Petrelli's un-used cooking pots. Great for dinner discussion.

Okay, right. So Peter probably could do a lot more than Nathan thought - it wasn't like they had big, in-depth discussions about their powers... bit hard, really, when Nathan tended to change the subject every time they were brought up - but it was the principle of the matter here. Nathan only rubbed at his temples, the 'I don't like this, Pete' remaining unsaid, but definitely shouted aloud in his mind. "You make it sound like it's going to be that simplistic."