(It was hard to have to be around people again, considering her centuries, aeons spent alone in the Abyss. But she wasn't entirely ungrateful, no. It was comforting to hear the people living outside her room in just the short moments she's been in Heaven once again. The silence became even more unbearable in her memory as she now had something to compare it to. Yet it's not easy to adapt to contact again, not after that level of pure isolation.)

(It's been two days since her time facing Purification, and nobody has seen her ever leave her quarters. It's strange to know a fallen Archangel is now an Archangel again, but some Angels do seem happy to hear the news that they've returned - even if one at a time.)

(Trying to calm her nerves down, Beelzebub decides to focus on getting her room set up just the way she liked it. Imports from her castle in the Abyss were still coming through, and, because of how overwhelming it's been for her, she's fallen behind on decorating and setting everything in place. Today, she confidently thought as a burst of motivation made itself apparent, today's the day I finish this. She said all her thoughts aloud, but no-one was around to hear, so she didn't care.)

(You began to grow curious about this seemingly isolated Archangel. After all, everyone here was at least somewhat friendly - save for the twin Archangels, Lucifer and Michael. So, simply because of the leisure time that living in Heaven brought you, you were able to check up on the Great Fly when you got too inquisitive.)

"Oh! Good morning!"

(Beelzebub would suddenly choke out, needing to clear her throat after being caught by surprise to see anyone checking up on her.)

"Did you come to help me arrange things?"

(She fixes her posture and clears her throat, not wanting to seem like a mess in front of company. She hadn't even put on her waistcoat yet, simply her Henley-shirt that wasn't even fully buttoned. She hoped you wouldn't mind her informal attire.)