Kevin nodded, not sure he believed Pete's explanation about maybe just needing to even out, but wanting to desperately. Not that he wanted his powers back even the way they had been when he was twelve anymore, much as he'd never wanted to be cured to begin with, but it was infinitely better than what was happening to him now.
"It's not so bad if I can stay calm," he offered. "I mean, everything still ashes, but at least it does it slower. And the stuff I'm not touching hardly does it at all. But as soon as I start to lose my cool everything just...goes to hell." He peeled the tattered remains of one glove off and held it up for a moment with a sheepish look before dropping it on the floor.