Sorey. He didn't know that exorcists were to be called anything but their rank and title. Is he supposed to use that name, now...?
Vahvuus scrutinizes the offered hand for a lengthy moment, and his mouth opens to ask, but then- ah. Something clicks, like a mechanism falling into place. He's seen this before. He's not certain of when, but... he knows this. Knowledge remembered, not given to him at the tethering.
How strange.
He reaches out, hesitates, then glances up at Sorey, his lips pursed into a tight line. "Malakhim are... assigned tools. Are you permitted to act so informally?"
The purpose of his existence is to protect this man. It means he can't allow his own comfort to create problems, surely.
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Date: 2017-04-10 06:36 am (UTC)Vahvuus scrutinizes the offered hand for a lengthy moment, and his mouth opens to ask, but then- ah. Something clicks, like a mechanism falling into place. He's seen this before. He's not certain of when, but... he knows this. Knowledge remembered, not given to him at the tethering.
How strange.
He reaches out, hesitates, then glances up at Sorey, his lips pursed into a tight line. "Malakhim are... assigned tools. Are you permitted to act so informally?"
The purpose of his existence is to protect this man. It means he can't allow his own comfort to create problems, surely.