Kevin wasn't exactly in the best of moods when he got here, and getting that look from some scrawny kid wasn't going to improve it. He responded with a brief look of his own, a condescending rise of an eyebrow with a small frown because really, kid? You can't take a joke?

When the kid tries to hide behind him, Kevin's half-tempted to step aside just to be contrary, but he just shrugs. He's not in the mood to make any enemies today, particularly not some scrawny brat.

"Sure, whatever. Knock yourself out."

Skinny as the kid was, though, and huge as Kevin was, it was still pretty easy to see him. Soon enough, the kid's fanclub of little girls filed into the alley after him. Kevin crossed his arms, glaring down at them in hopes to scare them off. "What are you guys lookin' at?"