“Oh, I see...well in that case, I don't want that happening to your sister. It all works out, then.” Koyaani replied, feeling heavily relieved. He was just about to start pulling off his mask when Lucid started speaking up again.

At first he didn't really know what he was talking about, but then after a second it sunk in. Almost immediately he smiled in friendly reassurance. “What? Of course I don't mind! Everyone's different, you know? I'm all for accepting people.” He wanted to say more, like how he wasn't exactly straight either, but he didn't want to embarrass himself so he decided just to laugh a little. 

Now that he was looking at Lucid, well, Daemon, now more closely, it felt kind of strange. Not in a bad strange way, but he found it so odd that he knew a hero's identity. He was also pretty good looking and seemed young too. Somehow his appearance under the mask fit as being Lucid, but as Daemon he just felt more gentle. Or maybe Koyaani was just over thinking it.

“Well, uh lemme take this thing off...” Without having a feeling of hesitation, he pulled the mask off and let out a quick exhale of relief. “Damn, I think it left a mark in my skin...” He gently touched the places where the mask ended and felt a crease, so he tried to rub it in hopes of it going away. “Do I look anything like how you imagined me?”