Vahvuus files that blanket permission away for later in his mind and turns in the water to face Sorey, his head tilted somewhat curiously. "Exorcists are taught to use us as tools. The Abbey covers our faces and binds our kind to yours without choice or permission. We're used and destroyed as needed. The others don't question this process- it's normal, expected. Am I correct?"

It's all a little disturbing when it's laid out plainly that way, but there's nothing in his tone that might express what someone would typically feel: betrayal, anger, distress. Instead he's very matter-of-fact, calm. It's the only truth he knows, and he wants to make sure he understands everything properly before he digs any deeper.