.....that seems like a really fundamental misunderstanding of churches and why people go to them, but. 

"I guess without the community it wouldn't be the same anyway. Thank you for telling me." 

"Anytime!"

He grows serious. "I wanted to ask you how your relationship with Chris is going. I just feel terrible about having to mar your perfect experience of the Good Place with a traumatized soulmate."

"Chris is lovely and being with Chris isn't marring anything." 

"Great! I'm glad you two are getting along so well. Any progress on the gender front?"

"I haven't been pushing; Chris seems bothered by reminders of it." 

"You're her soulmate, I'm sure you know best."

He fights down the urge to explain himself. 

"Is there something you wanted to say?"

"There isn't, no." 

"Our files say you need lots of hugs and physical affection to make your Good Place experience the best it can be. Do you feel comfortable with that, with Chris looking the way she does?"

"It doesn't matter what" he "she looks like. It's still Chris." 

"Good! Lots of physical affection is good for Chris too, she won't ask for it but she needs it!"

...He'll keep in mind not to avoid contact, anyway. He nods. 

"Do you have any other questions, or comments, things you've been wondering about, suggestions for improvement...?"

Your idea of what a small town looks like comes straight out of a theme park, he doesn't say. 

Stop conspicuously treating Chris like a girl; Chris hates it, he doesn't say. 

"Not particularly," he says. 

"Great! I'm glad the Good Place is making you so happy."

And Marlo is poofed home. 

Chris is lying on the couch with his eyes closed and a facial expression he normally only has when he's cuddling Marlo.

That's....odd. Not that more things shouldn't make Chris make that face, but it's odd. Marlo stands next to Chris instead of trying to find space on the couch. "Is everything alright?" 

His voice is sort of distant and floaty.

"Can't believe it took me this long to check if Janet makes drugs."

"...do you need anything?" 

"I'm all right."

Okay. Marlo is definitely still concerned but okay. 

He lifts Chris's head and sits down and puts Chris's head on his leg, where Chris will be difficult not to keep an eye on. 

Chris seems perfectly fine with this. He doesn't seem very inclined to move or talk. 

At some point he falls asleep.

Marlo pets Chris's hair, very gently, and draws, and keeps an eye on Chris.