[He's a little slower to relax again, trying to adjust to the idea that he can be tickled in a non-sexual fashion. After a few free-floating chuckles, though, he settles again. He could get used to friendly cuddles.]

Heaven? Well...it depends on the person. Angels see it differently from humans, for the most part, but each individual soul projects its own memories, best memories, and relives them eternally. I used to like one place, it was a childhood memory from a lighthouse-keeper's granddaughter. A storm coming up over the sea. It was beautiful.