It had been nearly an hour since he'd woken up, only to find that he in fact was not himself. No longer was he a green-faced, singsong demon with a quick wit, but instead an average, ordinary human. Well I guess the quick wit could still apply but he was in no joking manner now. As soon as he had realized what the others had been gawking at and had seen it with his own eyes in the mirror, the first emotion he had felt was confusion. What exactly was going on? Panic soon took over, and after having a minor outburst he stood there frozen, wide eyed and in shock.

The gang all shared glances at one another not yet sure how they should react. This so-called-man who believed he was Lorne had a look of pure confusion and fear in his eyes. Yet, however genuine he seemed to be they still needed to be sure. Taking a hesitant step forwards Fred went to say something before being pulled back by Gunn protectively.

"No, it's okay" Fred said stepping out from Gunn's hold. Moving towards 'Lorne' she cleared her throat almost as if she were trying to get his attention before speaking. Moving his eyes up but his chin remaining down, Lorne looked at her pleadingly. She had to know it was him she just had to. "How do we know you're really Lorne? Can you prove it in anyway?" Fred asked.

"It's me guys. You have to know it's me. I look different… a lot different, and I don't exactly know how or why it happened but it's me. Lorne. You know Krevlorneswath? Of the Deathwok Clan…" Sounding desperate for them to believe him, he then stepped towards Fred like she had moments earlier. Angel moved forward almost as if to block him and make sure he didn't cause her or anyone else any harm. Ironic actually. You'd think looking human would make him less of a threat but it seems not being his usual green self is more hostile seeming. Halting in his movements, Lorne then went on in hopes of wooing them over. "Okay, where should I start then?" Squeezing his eyes shut, Lorne thought of things that were relevant to him and realized that all of the commotion had given him a headache. Or was it the same one from earlier?

Looking straight into Angels eyes he began "Angelpuff, see I always give you cute nicknames, I do that for everybody!" Crossing his arms, Angel didn't seem amused by either the nickname or the attempt to convince them since anyone who knew Lorne would know that he had a thing for doing that. "Okay… uh, we first met after you came to me when that demon was protecting that pregnant women. I own a bar called Caritas and uh… Also, I'm from Pylea which is definitely not a place I'll ever miss but you'd all know that seeing as you've experienced it for yourselves after Cordy got sucked in through that portal. Especially Fred, come on Fred you were there, help me out. How else would I have known that my heart is originally in my ass?" Lorne shouted while glancing over Angel's shoulder at the little Texan.

"Oh my" Fred sighed, eyes wide. "Guys, what do y'all think? I think it's him. How else would he be able to know that?"

"I think she's right. He may no longer have demon features, hence the missing horns and green skin, but the eyes. They're not red but they are familiar." Wesley said, taking a closer, more examined look at Lorne. Angel loosened a bit and the others soon followed suit and moved closer to inspect the new human Lorne. Reaching a hand out, Cordy began to lightly poke at Lorne's face and pull on the skin of his cheeks, while the rest of them stared in surprise.

"Wow, it feels so real. Angel you've got to feel this." Cordy said in amazement while still prodding the man in front of her.

"No thanks. What we have to do is figure out why and how this happened." Angel stated firmly while leaning on the railing of the stairs.

"Yah and don't forget how to reverse it. As much as I may accept change, this is a little much, I have my limits. And sweetie? Enough of the poky-poky okay?" Lorne said, reaching up and lightly pushing Cordelia's hands away from his face. Stepping out of the circle of people who were now somewhat surrounding him in fascination, Lorne found himself taking a deep breath in hopes of trying to calm down. This was overwhelming, Green or not, the only color he truly knew he was at the moment was a shade of unhappy.

Only feeling some form of relief from the fact that they all seemed to believe that it was truly him now, Lorne then went on to focus on other pressing matters. The rest all talked and shared thoughts on what they thought might have been the reason and at some point books were brought out to look up various spells and creatures that had the ability to do something of this magnitude. However, all of it was lost on Lorne. Deep in his own mind he was going over and over the situation he was currently in. He had always known himself as a demon, a mean green demon. Okay maybe he wasn't so mean as he was sarcastic but nonetheless he was an anagogic demon with distinguishing features that set him apart from all the rest. Sure being human could have its perks but what would this mean? What if he was never himself again? If he weren't a demon anymore then that would mean he wouldn't have his ability to read people anymore. He'd lost his gift, his purpose to the team, the vary thing that defined him and made listening to karaoke bearable. It couldn't happen; surely he'd still have that...

He was soon pulled out of this thoughts as he realized that they had been talking to him and trying to get his attention. Focusing back on them but still reeling from the idea of loosing himself, he listened to Wesley who had realized something also.

"The mukrean demon we dealt with earlier, it must have something to do with that. It's the only thing that has come into contact with you. Did anything strange happen then?" Wesley asked, everyone else listening and thinking of what happened.

"Yah, the light. I got hit with a big whammy of light. Hurt like heck, still does a little actually. Too bad it didn't hit you huh Angel? Would have saved you all that redemption time." Lorne stated while absent-mindedly rubbing at his chest.

"Then that must be it. Wes, Fred you two look up more on the Mukrean demon. Find out whatever you can about a light source or whatever it can do. Gunn, Cordy you two come with me. We're going back to where it happened to see if there's anything there that can be of help. Lorne you think you're up for this too?" Angel asked.

"Huh? Yah sure." Lorne said softly. He didn't like this one bit. The solving what did this and how to fix it was fine by him, no problem, but in the mean time? What if there was no cure? What if it was permanent? He had to at least see how far it had gone. "Wait!" He said suddenly, halting everyone.

"What? What's wrong? You remember somethin'?" Gunn asked.

"No. Sing. Someone sing something, anything. I need to know if I can still…" Lorne trailed off swallowing a lump in his throat.

"If you can still read people? You really think that's important right now?" Angel asked looking puzzled.

"To me yes. It's what I do, what I've always done. Without it I'm nothing." Lorne said panicked. "If this --" he started while motioning to his body "—if this isn't reversible, if I loose my former green self… I need to know if I at least still have that part of me."

"Okay, how's… Just another day, happy people pass my way, Looking in their eyes I see a memory, I never realized how happy you made me. Oh Mandy…" Angel sang.

"Really? Of all the song choices out there you're going to pick Barry Manilow?" Gunn asked in disbelief.

"Hey! That man is a treasure! And what makes you think that you would –" Angel cut him self off as he noticed how Lorne was now hunched over and hyperventilating.

"Are you alright? Breathe, just breathe try and relax. Take deep breaths." Wesley soothed, worry evident in his voice.

"He's having a panic attack." Angel said while rushing to his side, placing a sturdy hand on Lorne's shoulder to support him.

"I can't… I can't…" Lorne panted, heart racing. He couldn't believe it. It couldn't be true. It was gone. It was all gone, just like that in blink of an eye or perhaps in a yawn seeing as his transformation had just occurred this morning. "It's all gone. There was nothing."