Ah... so that's why. It makes sense when he says it like that. Mutual understanding isn't a concept he'd considered before now- never had to, never really been introduced to it. But the way Sorey says it just kind of clicks. Everything he's been doing since the beginning- not just the fountain, but from their first meeting, asking what kind of name he'd like rather than just thrusting one upon him. Vahvuus hadn't understood what he'd been trying to do in that moment, but he can recognize it now.

From that first day, even without knowing... he'd been trying to give him back his free will.

...wait... back...? But when did I...

...that's not my--

He winces, lifting a hand to his forehead, a slight ringing in his mind distracting him from that train of thought. It probably doesn't matter. What's done is done, for good or ill.

My name is... my name... it's...

Vahvuus Cryfder

Is it?

"I'd like that," he finally responds, shaking his head to dispel anything but their current conversation. It hurts... he doesn't want to think about it. "I... want that. I-I think. To understand you."