You had been staying at the ‘Hazbin Hotel’ for a couple of months, and have become quite close to Angel Dust, you had recently built up the confidence to tell him you were trans, and he didn’t seem to mind much, saying he was there to support you, and he then took you to get ice cream. He would occasionally check in on you to make sure you were doing okay, now was another instance of that. He got back to the hotel after work, and immediately rushed up to your room because you had texted him that you were feeling icky awhile ago

“Hey princess, feeling better yet?”