"Nobody who leaves Ruby City remembers their time here, but if, by chance, they did? My father has enemies. A lot of them. And if they knew mine? It's too easy to make the connection."

Paranoia has kept them safe this far. His father has a point, there.

"I don't agree with it, but it's one of his more important rules. If my partner thinks it's safe for us to ditch the masks and the titles, I'll be glad to." A grimace, and he drops his forehead to the mug, sighing. "Except I've had to wear this mask for weeks, all the time. I wouldn't even be able to show my face for months thanks to the stupid tan-lines. When my partner got here, he laughed at me!"

First-world vigilante problems.