(OOC: Hope you don't mind Henry popping in at this point! I totally missed this earlier.)
It was weird, trying to settle into a room that wasn't even really a room. Not that Henry was complaining, he enjoyed the natural atmosphere. He'd always had a fondness for natural beauty, and it was... well, a nice change. And peaceful at the moment. He didn't know anything about his roommate, but hopefully he'd be quiet and leave Henry to his thoughts. That was all the photographer could really ask for. And in a room like this, how could anyone be anything but quiet and contemplative?
The only drawback was he couldn't quite figure out where to hang photographs.
The peace, it seemed, didn't last for long. Henry was aware of some sort of noise outside in the hall. Curious - he hadn't expected much yelling or commotion in a Heavenly place - he stood up and plodded to the door and eased it open.