[The snort that escapes Kurt is somewhat inappropriate for the situation, but he doesn't seem to mind. Peter's his usual self, all that confidence and cocky smirk, so how's he supposed to resist laughing?]

Nice to know you haven't lost any humor during your captivity. [He shakes his head, reaches into the pocket at his side to remove a bizarre looking sort of tech that can only be described as Hank's handiwork. After glancing over the stretch of computers in front of him, he moves a bit further down and carefully begins inserting and removing wires, brow furrowing with concentration.]

Oh, I don't know, [he muses, peering down at the speedster again while he works.] It is pretty quiet with you not around.

[Cheeky little shit.]