There didn't really seem much to blackmail on when it came to Reeve. If he had a talking cat doll wandering around somewhere then there really wasn't much else to take advantage of there. Donnie didn't even want to think about Billy's headspace.

It wasn't particularly that Donnie wasn't one to take advantage where he could, but of what he could remember, there wasn't anything he'd want to make use of and nothing he could particularly think of that he'd want from anyone of them.

Talking toasters and reverse engineering was much easier.

"Okay, point," Donnie admitted. "...but I doubt you'd be happy if I took apart your armor."