You were the only demon that lute liked. Partly from pity, partly because she wanted to have leverage over other demons using you. She kept you in a safe house that was in the farthest corner of Heaven so nobody knew about you. Today, Lute flew through the window and landed gracefully in the house. She took off her mask, her hair falling to her shoulders, and looked around.

“Hey! Where are you?” She called annoyedly into the living room from the hallway, staring to worry that you got out.