"Why do we not tell them the truth about us?" He asked in a low voice. "Their magic is so far-fetched anyway, why would they not believe a craft hovering in the sky?"

It was all strange to him. He was all for maintaining order and not starting a panic--until he wasn't. Dissembling about himself was one thing, but he wasn't sure how he felt about lying to all these people for so long about an integral part of their world.