Zerxus is not an easy man to pull, if he puts up any resistance at all; it's notable that he slides immediately into that spot, even leaning a little into Steve's side. Not much, just - enough to be felt.

"The first two won't be a problem." Devils don't truly need either, but Malsheem isn't lacking in pointed decadence. "Just let me check for poison or curses first."

Then he closes his eyes, and for a moment his hand feels even warmer.

"About an hour." It's enough time to get the Captain at least minimally situated, pull his armour back on and head back to Dis, but... "This is the safest place for you to be, right now, but that's - "

Judging on a curve, let's say.