It isn't an answer to his question, but the question itself had been a falsehood the moment he uttered it into the air. Whether the man intends to behave or not, he will continue to perform these rites. Nailing him down would make it easier to continue, but he hasn't the appetite to leave his new pet in a state that will make him more likely to find unconsciousness sooner rather than later.

No, he wants Enver Gortash to be present in every moment.

His grip changes only to rest at the top of the smaller man's spine, weight shifting as another Bhaalist draws in with a ceremonial dagger, supplying it handle first to the Dark Urge.

"Hold out his arm," he says, voice cold as he directs the cultist, and soon enough Gortash will feel one of his arms yanked out, twisted uncomfortably until his palm faces up.