"With your classification system, yeah. It's probably important to check whether Master powers work on me but if they do and I get attacked by a hostile one, PRT classified documents are the least of our worries. Black holes are made of matter. It'd take me about five seconds to destroy the world."

"—oh shhhhoot," he corrects himself halfway. "Yeah we definitely do not want a Master to get their hands on you. Yikes. Okay, um. We can't test that now, everyone's gonna be asleep and, uh, we'll check it tomorrow, yeah?"

"Yeah. And we won't publicize that, it's an obvious implication but people don't always think of it. And oaths might work."

"Oaths?"

"Elf thing. If we give our word it's binding - like, if I swear not to feed the planet into a black hole, it'd be impossible for me to break my word. So unless there's a Master power that erases oaths or works around them somehow, I can just think really really carefully about a phrasing and then swear not to do things if I might be under the influence of mind-affecting magic."

"And would it work? —also that's terrifying and you shouldn't do it." Pause. "But would it work?"

"I don't know but we can check tomorrow with a Master and a really safe oath like "I swear that for the next ten minutes I won't say 'purple'" or something. And it is terrifying and I shouldn't do it but it'd be worth thinking about if there are people around with mind-control."

"Not... exactly mind control, although I guess Sleeper could be said do to something like mind control... But there are some scary powers out there, and they get scarier all the time."

"...we could just evacuate the Earth?"

"But then people would keep getting powers no matter where we put them—probably—so that'd just move the problem elsewhere."

"Are aliens getting powers?"

"We don't know any aliens, but even if they're not that could just be because whatever makes powers hasn't reached them yet, they're probably many light-centuries away."

"Yeah, but we could put you light-centuries away if necessary. Some forms of magic are dimension-wide but some are tied to a planet. We might be able to figure it out with enough research."

"I guess... If it's tied to a planet would that mean I don't have access to my powers anymore? 'Cause... I kinda like 'em."

"Yeah, I bet. If you want we could go over to the Andromeda galaxy somewhere and you could check if they still work?"

"Okay. You have the coolest powers I'm kinda jealous."

"Demons are the best, aren't they? As soon as I heard about them I wanted to be one so badly - I actually went and lived in Hell for a while pretending - once we find my multiverse you can get more magic, too, they're careful on the ones you could destroy the world with but a track record of being responsible with superpowers helps there."

"Ooh, a track record, I have that!" He beams. "But okay, Andromeda, beam me up, Scotty!"

Here they are. In space somewhere, it'd take him longer to find a planet. He makes an Andalite Dome ship around them for the artificial gravity. "Okay! What do you need to test if your powers are still working?"

"Well—uh, actually, I'd need my workshop and to try to build something, I had a project I was procrastinating on..."

An exact copy of Hero's workshop is now right here on this Andalite dome ship.

Blink. Grin. Computer! Tap tap. Tap tap tap. Taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap...

Epic might recognise the glazed look on Hero's face, even though only half of it is visible. He seems to be really engrossed in whatever it is he's doing.

He knows that feeling. He flops on the grass and starts reading his books about parahumans.

The first one is very 101: it explains about Scion's first appearance (naked golden dude showed up floating in the middle of the ocean, literally no explanation has been found for this), and about the first heroes and the first villains (some of them were the people who first saw Scion), how Scion started heroing around the world (which kinda just happened out of the blue, but at least he stopped being naked for it), the birth of the Protectorate and the PRT—apparently Hero is the leader of the Protectorate, the displayed relationship between himself and Legend notwithstanding.

Relationships and stuff are confusing, powers and categories of powers are less confusing so he sticks with that.