"The magical masquerade is one of necessity." Xanatos says, grim regret plastered across his face. "I know how much I could do if I could make magic public. But can you imagine the chaos that would ensue if everyone were to realize what had been hiding in plain sight for centuries on end? What had been hidden from them? The Salem Witch Trials were not an isolated incident. Across the world, the reason for other races, magical or otherwise, to hide has always been the depredations of humanity. If you know of a magic that can change human nature Doctor, I'd like to know it."
"People are smart, they'll understand! They could be taught gradually and come to accept it!" You reply defensively.
"A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky, stupid animals, and we both know it."
Russ frowns.
"I know what you're doing."
"Oh?" Xanatos whispers back, quirking a single eyebrow.
"I don't know if you're just being opportunistic, or what, but it doesn't matter. I may agree with you, but I'm not going to let you strongarm the Doctor into this."
"Is that a hint of loyalty I detect?"
"Call it a desire not to have the rest of the country under your thumb too."
"Well then. I suppose you'll just have to find a way to convince him to keep things in check yourself. We both know what happens if you don't."
Russ glares.
