"You can probably help some." He meanders back to the car. "Where's your house?"

She provides directions. It's close to the library, and one of the smaller ones. One of the windows is broken and boarded up.

"I can fix your window," he mentions as they emerge from the car.

"If it doesn't delay you much, sure. Can I just list a few things, quick like as long as it doesn't slow you down- Box of nails, box of soap, the clothes I left in Denver, needle and thread-"

These items accumulate on the hood of the car as she lists them. He makes his way to the window, the boards pop off, the glass reappears.

"Thank you. I'll take the boards off later." She bundles up the small items and the first box of the food he made earlier, unlocks the door one handed, waves him in.

He comes in, plops himself on the nearest seat, and starts up his correspondence for angel-finding.

She fusses around arranging food in pantry, heater and camp stove and other sundries. Figures there's no point cooking for him. De-boards the window, cleans up the broken glass.

After a while, "I'm going to go tell people I saw 'aid deliveries' now, if they haven't noticed already."

"Sounds good to me! I'd appreciate whatever you can tell me after about how folks are taking it."

She's back after about an hour.

"Some of the neighbors are confused at how a whole gazebo was dropped off without them noticing, but people are taking stoves and heaters and the power packs, and food. There's enough for everyone. They like plastic and don't seem to find it especially strange. Someone tried to break one of the heaters open but couldn't. They'd like some news about the outside world. The car is a big deal apparently, I said they could use it all they wanted for the good of the community. Does it use those same electricity packs?"

"No, bigger ones, but they can recharge off the same generators."

"More cars, or trucks more like, wouldn't go amiss. Even if there's nowhere to go it's very reassuring to have the option. We could even make deliveries to folks in farmhouses out in the country with them. If they're stashed outside of town it wouldn't seem strange, hopefully."

"Sure, I can put a few of them somewhere next I have downtime."

"Yeah, that's the thing, you've got to hurry. You can make mail addressed to you, that's what you're doing, right? I wonder if you shouldn't be flying somewhere to fill big stockpiles while you wait, honestly. If you can make a car you can make an airship."

"I'm hoping to avoid having to explain summoning to many people so I want to have you handy for angels, but after that that's probably a good idea."

"I can follow you. Very little ties me here, if they're provided for I see no reason to stay, honestly? My husband's dead and buried, the town never really accepted me in the first place, and it's the modern age, so, not like being alone with a strange man matters at this point."

"Hurrah for modernity, I will tote you along in that case. Will people shoot at us if I fly around in a little shuttle, looks like this?" He offers her a model.

"...Probably not unless prop wash knocks over their house or something or they'd shoot you on foot anyway, it looks like something someone could invent, seems fine."

"Delightful. A shotgun or something isn't going to take it down but it would be so annoying. I've got a tentative first angel picked out."

"Uhuh... You'd think I'd feel more amazed and excited about all this. I mostly feel stupefied about it instead."

"Maybe it'll sink in later. I'm going to give you a premade circle for the angel, okay? And you just have to fill it in where I indicate, and then not say anything till I tell you."

"I can just follow instructions and be the human catalyst if that's best but I feel like I would benefit from more context."

"Sure, why not. Uh, angels, demons, and fairies are all summonable beings; you draw the correct sort of diagram on the floor - please don't do that yourself again, a lot of demons only answer summons because they like being jerks to humans, some angels and fairies are dangerous too - and the words in the diagram can limit the summons's behavior, and then you negotiate further out loud, which is easy to screw up if your summon is hostile. I don't expect these angels to be hostile but just on general principle. Since you're the summoner, if you don't say anything, it is impossible to screw up the negotiation step; you can just confirm what I work out with them, or dismiss them - by concentrating on wanting them gone for a minute - if they would prefer to go home. Uh, I'm not actually positive any of this will work. Something very unusual is going on because to my knowledge no one has ever been summoned to this planet before and there's another one where we get summonses all the time. But the angel I have picked out for the first try is - I'm not thrilled to be risking stranding them but I'd be less thrilled to let your planet be Ice Aged to death."

"I'm getting the sense that demons, angels, fairies - Wow, what troublesome names - are just people, right? And this one, not exactly a John the Baptist type?"

"I'm not up on my Bible studies, what's the comparison you're drawing? And yes, we're just people. With magical powers."