Ask him about Jae

"First, I have a question about Jae," you say.

"Who?" the sorcerer asks, a slight frown creasing his brow.

"Jaevoriziel," you say. "The demon I first encountered."

"Oh, that pussy," the sorcerer says, rolling his eyes. "As soon as I'm done with you, I'm going to send that mistake straight back to Hell. What a disappointment."

That answers your unasked question. You can't let it happen. "So, can I have him?"

"That's what you want? Fine, but that's all you get," the sorcerer says, digging into his robe pocket and pulling something out. "Here, take this and he's yours. If you tire of the neurotic little flake, just toss it into a fire and he will be sent back to Hell. And I should probably warn you, all the spells that I put on you will wear off by tomorrow morning, so if you want to enjoy deep-throating you new possession, or cumming repeatedly, or taking his cock in your ass without lube or prep, you should probably not dawdle." He flips something small into the air and you track its arc through the sky. You catch it and look back at the sorcerer, but he's gone. The tower is gone, too. You glance around the empty meadow, then look down at the object in your hand. It's a ring, made of some unidentifiable blue and gray material and etched with a string of demonic runes.

You slip the ring on your finger. For a second or two, nothing happens, then Jae appears before you, squinting in the sudden brightness and shading his eyes from the sun.

"What's going on?" he asks. "Where am I?" He sees you and stumbles back. "Who are you? What do you want with me? What's happening?!"