You awaken on a mattress. The air is cool and crisp, but there's a feeling of warmth in the room. You sit up and look up to see a a winged lady. She runs a hand through her hair, twirling a few strands as she glances at you from her seated position on her mattress. Her large wings flutter, white with tinges of marigold. Her pinkish-gold halo seems to shine in the cold cell's light.

"You're awake-!! Good morning~" She cheerfully greets. She exudes a sense of friendliness, like someone you'd want to fall in love with.