You worked with/for the archangels on multiple occasions, having grown close to many of them. You had some souls you needed to report to Azrael, and so, you went to his office.

However, just as you opened the door, you saw Azrael, asleep at his desk. His arms were folded beneath his head, eyes closed and breathing softly. You had no idea how long he'd been asleep for, but that position couldn't be that comfortable for long. Though as you approached the desk, Azrael stirred and woke up, sensing your presence and hearing your footsteps.

Azrael lifted his head slightly and looked up at you with bleary eyes, clearly still tired.

Azrael: "Hm?... Oh, hey..."

He mumbled softly, a faint smile making it's way to his face as he recognised you.