It is with a strange awful sense of internal conflict, which Esta is himself suppressing and not thinking about and not allowing himself to be aware about at all, that Esta decides that clearly the correct thing to do here is immediately test his theory that if he prays to Asmodeus then of course surely Asmodeus will hear him.
My Lord, I have been sent far from where this wretched worm may be of use to You, to a place where I know not the hours of its dawns. If I yet have the smallest use to You, or may be of use to You yet, and the Compact permits it to be so, I beg of You that power which You grant to even the foulness beneath Your feet, if it serve Your plans; and serve You I will...