The dead embers in Ash's eyes flare with a little life. The appearance of the infernal contract brings back memories of a time in the past. A moment of weakness. Ash fights to keep the anger from spilling out. "I'm not sure whether you didn't hear me, or if you only disregarded what I just said." Ash abruptly stands from his seat and stride around the table to the side opposite Baalzebul. As he passes Pavick, Ash grabs the succubus by the upper arm and shoves her away from his friend and back to the floor; a look of malice upon his face. "Back off, wench! Lord Baalzebul, I will not be signing anything coming from you. And I'd wager that my companions will have similar answers."