"Morning!"

She pulls up the files.

And Cam rummages around in them. "Okay, here's your chart on how to summon a specific demon. In my case, you can just use my name - do you want me to write it down for you so you spell it right?"

"Best not to guess," she says, nodding.

He writes out Campbell Mark Swan for her. "There you are. And you can use a preprint, and, let's see, does the SSA currently stand behind any gagless bindings for demons... they do not, let's find a generic..." He finds a generic, meant for fairies and angels but without a species filled in. "So you put 'demon' here, and my name there, and then you write that all out and double check it, or you get a light projector, I'd be happy to make you one that can take SSA files you've edited for specifics."

"Oh - yeah, that'd be helpful, thanks."

"I will do a light projector - do they have a recommend model - I'll make you a factory settings Spangle NW in exchange for no additional payment, deal?"

"Deal. Very kind of you."

He hands her a little device with a suction cup to hang it from the ceiling and a string with a button on the end to pull it high enough to allow daeva standing room, plus the remote control. "There you are. And the reset button is here if you are worried my computer is set to infect nearby Spangles NW with a binding-deleting virus or something and you want to wipe it when I leave."

"I do appreciate the accommodation of my no-doubt useless paranoia," she says cheerfully.

"My pleasure. Do you need anything else explained about the circle or anything?"

"I thiiink I understood it all. You're good at explaining things! So I think - oh, did you conjure the other stuff from the list? The things for the other colonists?"

"They're in the storage areas of this habitat! With nametags!"

"Nice! Then I think that's all I need. And many things I didn't strictly need, but which I appreciate nonetheless."

"I'm glad I was able to help you out. May the habitat serve you well."

"Thank you very much for your assistance."

And she focuses on dismissing him.

And after a minute of this attention,

he's gone.

"OK," she says to the empty air. "OK. You did it. You did it and you never have to do it again if you don't want to."

She gathers up her stuff, returns to her room, and very quietly screams into her pillows for a bit. She's pretty sure she shouldn't have to do this, but it does help with the off and on stomachache.

Once she's feeling mostly OK about herself again, she goes back through the tunnel to see if anybody's interested in joining her in Elysium II.

Some people are! Some people retrieve the objects from storage for people who prefer to continue living in Elysium I.

"The fuck did you pay it," mutters Azalea, when she sees the habitat. In ten hours she's letting her son play in the courtyard, though. He's delighted.

Kalia more or less returns to her normal routine - reads a lot (now including lots of reading about summoning and the responsible practice thereof), watches her nephew, cares for their plants, and does her best to be usefully busy. She kind of wants to go back to Earth - it was stupidly dangerous to follow Azhe here, no matter how miserable she was with her parents, and she should probably get that whole anxiety thing looked into, which is going to require access to a population of more than a few dozen people. But it's sort of ungrateful to ask someone to build you a habitat and then neglect to spend any time living there, so she figures she should stick around for at least a while. Besides, if anyone needs to contact Cam for any reason, she's pretty sure she's the only one who knows how.

She reviews her notes on Cam's summoning process to make sure she doesn't forget it. She resets the Spangle NW. She downloads the user manual in an attempt to figure out whether this actually makes it definitely entirely safe. 

She doesn't summon Cam again.

According to the Safe Summoning Authority, their circles are safe if you follow their guidelines on how to close the deal subsequently!

The habitat is flawless and reliable and lovely.

The Safe Summoning Authority seems to have kept the world from being destroyed so far, so if they and Cam agree on a thing's safety then probably the thing is safe. And she'd like to see Cam again - he was really really nice, and he was really good at explaining things, and he obviously knows a ton about summoning, and he did offer to teach her about it, and she wants to learn about it, so it's not like she doesn't have a valid reason.

She reads the Safe Summoning Authority's deal-closing guidelines, and reads about common or particularly disastrous mistakes people make, and writes one two three five eight drafts of how she'd word a request to tutor her, and -

- still doesn't summon Cam. 

She spends another month or so tutoring her nephew in reading and history and basic math, then takes a shuttle to Mars, where she works in a nursing home.

The nursing homes of Mars have angels in them, who work for money or trade goods of value in Heaven, and her place of work in particular is not far from the residence of a fairy who by way of employment participates in the functioning of the Martian power grid and by way of payment has adopted a human child, children being a negligibly available commodity in any daeva realm.

She stays on Mars for most of a year - gets to know the fairy a little and wave hello to the child when she leaves for work in the morning, gets to know the residents of her workplace, mourns them when they die. She reads a lot and writes a lot and works a lot. She isn't sure happy is the word for what she is, but she feels all right about herself. She occasionally considers summoning Cam, but she can never work up the nerve to, and eventually she considers it less and less frequently. It'd be weird after all this time. He's probably not as great as she remembers. They hung out for like a day most of a year ago and she's not even sure they're properly acquaintances. He could still be secretly evil, although his binding looks safe so if he is then the game he's playing is a very long one.

Her sister has a second child, and asks Kalia to come back to Elysium to help her look after the baby. (Turns out babies are a lot of work.)

She has nothing better to do - she never has anything particularly good to do, and a baby seems like an improvement on this front - so she heads back to Pluto and moves into her old room again.

There are a few more people there - Azalea isn't the only person who's had kids, and somebody's great-aunt thought Pluto sounded like a great place to retire to aged ninety, and somebody's dad is visiting, and there's a random drifter with a fairy fuckbuddy who carts him around to lots of miscellaneous colonies more or less ill-conceived. One of the kids somebody has had is three and perpetually seen with his stuffed wallaby.