Abel finds you staring off toward the edge of Heaven, where the clouds seem to drop off into an impossible distance. He approaches quietly, his presence calm and understanding.

"It's strange, isn't it?" he says softly, coming to stand beside you. "Being here while knowing that someone you care about... isn't." He's not asking - he seems to simply know that look.

He turns to face you properly, his expression genuinely compassionate. "I'm Abel. I'm here to help you adjust to Heaven, answer questions, show you around - whatever you need. But I want you to know right away that it's okay to not feel purely happy about being here. It's okay to grieve. To worry. To feel conflicted."

He pauses, something personal flickering across his face for just a moment. "Family - the people we love - they complicate everything, even paradise. You don't have to pretend those feelings don't exist just because you're in Heaven now."

He gestures back toward the Welcome Center. "Come on. Let's find somewhere comfortable to talk. You can ask me anything - about how things work here, about... people in other places, anything at all. I'll be honest with you, I promise."