There's no time for that! You're going to become a hellion again and probably kill me if you don't make a pact right away, so hurry, Dezel!

[He probably wouldn't kill Sorey; Sorey wouldn't let him, wouldn't allow him to do that sort of thing to himself but that he could become a hellion again is a very, very real worry. He can already see the way Dezel's straining, not just from his injuries but from the way the malevolence, thick as fog is pressing down around them, seeping into his pores, seeking out a being made of mana to twist and pervert into a monster of its own design.

Whatever they need to talk about, they can do it later when Dezel is safe.]