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Camelot chuckled, nodding his head. He was glad he'd done a little to help, even if there was often too much information to share and not enough time to properly absorb it. He was doing his best to find better ways of teaching things, though, and wondered how long it might take to build some sort of school at his Wonder.
He told himself he was just kidding about that. Probably.
"You wouldn't know," Camelot said, "it took me a very long time to realize my son and I were both fighting the same battle. The magic that allows us to power up also protects our identities, so when we power down, people can't recognize us as the same person. The only way to break that magic is to let them witness your transformation, which is why we have to be careful about where we power up or down, or if you tell them. Revealing your identity to anyone that is not powered up is always dangerous, though, and usually I reserve it for other knights or senshi that might need to find me."
He smiled, checking their surroundings and finding them alone before powering down.
"On that note, I'm Anthony Darrow. If you need me, I work at the library." It was all about trust, and Camelot was first to share his with others that might want his help or need to reach out to him in a time of emergency.
