"Prioritizing proximity to the Amazon-" She pulls up her report. Athens, Casablanca, Dublin, Nashville, San Diego, Austin, Santiago (Chile), Cape Town, Lagos, and some others.

"But a lot of the more urgent ones are in Asia and India, the opposite side of the world from here. I think. My information is a lot sparser there."

"Yeah, but they can stop, drop off some stuff, and then continue on, and drop off more stuff," he explains. "With that design they'll take a longish while to get anywhere, we'll have time to design their loadouts. Be right back." He steps outside and makes airships and sends them off in all those directions. Comes back, puts a map on the wall of the shuttle, sticks pins in it.

She will work on logistics and scheduling!! It's actually very compelling, if kind of stressful.

"By god, I'm directing a miraculous fleet of airships from the Amazon, while it burns and angels quench the ash and smoke. When did my life turn into a novel?"

"Yesterday!" chirps Cam, flipping through displays from miraculous airship fleet members to steer them along. When they pass over a small settlement he will drop a small parachuted care package.

"Indeed. I think you can get away with bigger ones if you aim them for big clear areas. Nobody down there knows they're not the only ones the airship is delivering to."

"Bigger, what, ships?"

"No, those little care packages."

"Bigger care packages it is." He designs more generous versions, though parachute limitations means he drops to each location in a few batches. He puts on some music.

"Possibly we should have a response prepared if someone tries to communicate with them. Things that they would try, morse code lights, Naval flag signals, maybe someone has a radio, they're new to us..."

"I don't know Naval flag signals, do you? Though I can look them up. If somebody flashes lights at me I can decode that. Radio I might not get, there's a receiver on the ships but I have no particular reason to expect it's tuned to whatever frequency they'd try."

"No, but they're almost certainly in your library somewhere." She frowns. "I wonder if we should be getting more people, just you and I trying to help the whole world - feels overwhelming. We're going to miss things."

"I'm not opposed, do you have anyone in mind? Or you could summon some more demons from the set I've been corresponding with."

"Hmm. Some of the people I'm reading about seem competent and altruistic..."

"Like who?"

A city governor in Brazil (organized an emergency harvest and is accepting refugees), a Union boss in England (converted factories into greenhouses), an industrialist in America (built a whole insulated town and gave away his heating tech), and a university admin from Spain (got all his compatriots to work together in a think-tank).

"I can send them letters with the drops, maybe?"

"Or if your - demon friends want to do some of the tabulating work for us and have you make the results, that would probably help a lot too."

"Yeah, good idea." He writes.

She fusses. She suggests another few waves of airships, just so there are plenty of them out in the sky and they'll cover settlements faster even once spread out, if that's not overwhelming to Cam's attention. She reads the summoning book. She summons angels. She paces.

"I'm more likely to miss villages on the cameras if there are that many of them but if you'll help me watch them and I route them so half of them are over ocean at any given time I can bulk out the fleet, yeah."

"I can't go without sleep like you appear to be capable of, but certainly. Or we could... Map the entire world. No, that sounds more difficult, watching cameras it is."

"Yeah, your Earth has a lot of similarities to mine but I don't think it's likely to be down to the locations of small towns."

"Hmm. There's not some very dogged cartographer demon in - where you're from?"

"Oh, in English it's normally called Hell. There are many dogged cartographers, actually, but the latency of conjuring messages back and forth I worry would make us miss stuff and if we're not actually looking we won't see if someplace is, say, on fire."

Hell? Not helpful.

"Well, good point, but that just leads us back to the need to recruit more people. Clerks and bureaucrats of some sort. I'm doing my best but at this rate I'm going to need more benzo-whatevers."