"Powers?" His eyes widen. "Are you a superhero?" Or maybe he's a robot. But why would he need a crutch to walk then?

Donnie stands up on the chair so he can better reach the contents of his Happy Meal. He sticks a fry into his mouth and roots around before pulling out a dipping sauce container which he fiddles at the edges for a bit before he holds it out to Accelerator. Open please.