It takes three pairs, before Kevin actually gets to put a pair on. The others just disintegrate under his powers. He blinks his eyes hard, pulling on the pair that works.

"Thank you." He tries to be polite, he's just not always good at it. Sometimes, his mouth gets the best of him, especially in high stress situations.

"Now what's this about alternate universes?" He asks, dusting off his pants. The ashes fall to the floor. He's so used to it, it doesn't even phase him.