He laughed then, but it was a mirthless sound and he shook his head. Anthony had missed his point slightly, but still, he'd answered the next question that would have come.
"I was asking if you wanted to know the truth about me," he explained. "But knowing the truth about me means accepting things that you might not otherwise."
Like the fact that the things he Saw came true, without fail. It was just a question of whether he interpreted them correctly when he saw them in the visions. Sometimes, things were clear. Other times, things that seemed clear were in fact representations of completely unrelated events. That was why his gifts were not revered by the Death Eaters. Many prophecies and visions were vague, open-ended, and based on the choices of the people in them. His were often spot-on, but it was only because he practiced the varied means of divination to sharpen his abilities. It wasn't fun or rewarding, but it kept him prepared. Sorin didn't like surprises.
But what Anthony said next was a surprise, and a pleasant one. What was it about the other houses of Hogwarts and their students seeming to care for others, no matter their history?
"No, it is not always bad. For instance, your friend in Hufflepuff worries for no reason," Sorin said mysteriously.