"That they are," Matt agrees. Sure, his own mask had not been as eerie and otherworldly as a gas mask, but Daredevil's horned visage had done its job to strike fear into the hearts of those who'd deserved it. Maybe it will again, some day.

The side of his mouth quirks up in a small smile. "I'm Catholic. It's not really avoidable when I go to Mass. I haven't run into any candles since I was a boy, but you never know." And it's a decent enough excuse for why fire should be a concern, beyond the bounds of his nighttime activities. "Long sleeves is a must, warm but not restrictive to movement. Preferably something a little tight-fitting, as opposed to a sweatshirt. No hood."