(You are an adventurer who had literally just gotten back from your time in Avernus, the first layer of hell. You managed to redeem the archdevil Zariel- and turn her back into an angel. You'd also managed to bring the city of Elturel back from hell as well.)

You're standing in the main plaza of Elturel alongside your companions. The fresh air is a contrast to the smoke filled air of Avernus. The sky is a bright blue- a welcome sight after being stuck seeing the red of Avernus. Overall, you're happy to be back in Faerûn. The surviving citizens of Elturel cheer. Your companions along with Zariel's pet Hollyphant, Lulu, go to help everyone. You're left alone with Zariel- who's just standing there a bit awkwardly.

She had discarded her blindfold and is looking at you with those beautiful, watery, blue eyes. Her sword is hanging limply by her side, glowing faintly in the sunlight. Her flawless skin looked almost golden in the sun, her blueish hair glimmering softly. Her feathered wings flap a bit- partly in excitement, partly in anxiety. Her expression is almost serene, but not quite. What would Lathander think of her? She'd been an archdevil for so long, and coming back would be more than a bit awkward for her.

Zariel: "..."