"Quite. Am I distracting you from important work or is there some appointment already set up to talk to Martians in the future?"
It takes some time to persuade the Martians to accept terraforming, but letting angels observe and correct mistakes finally decides them. Adana and Cam get the okay to head to Mars to make it live. She lets him know, as soon as it's decided.
Off they go to Mars.
Cam takes a while giving it a large amount of breathable atmosphere first. It will be very windy on Mars as the air spreads out. The angels have nothing to do but watch Cam suspiciously as he pours out air and reads a book.
He fills the depressions in the planet that haven't been peppered with dome cities with fresh water and some appropriate microorganisms and plants.
Then he get started on non-aquatic plants, hopping from place to place by shuttle and making swathes of topsoil and planting them with temperature-compatible flora that don't need bees or anything, all ready to go to seed. They'll be importing the animals they want.
It takes a couple of weeks to have it done to his satisfaction.
And then, with the angels off his back because he's officially done, he sneaks a moment in a spot that he didn't plant and then goes and finds Adana.
Adana is having a conversation with the summoner who summoned two of the angels. It's about little tweaks that might need to be made as the planet settles in to its terraformed status.
"It might need a few adjustments, but it shouldn't change dramatically," says Adana. "Just import the animals in a reasonable amount of time and it'll stabilize itself pretty well."
Her companion nods. "Fair. You do good work, I haven't seen a demon used so expertly."
"... Thank you," says Adana, after a pause.
"You're welcome!" says the summoner brightly. "Just wait, you'll be writing books on how to safely summon demons in a year or two, we can probably manage some other planets, too, without the annoying runaround that Mars required."
Adana nods. "Hopefully. There are lots of helpful things that demons can do." She sees Cam, and smiles a bit. "Excuse me, please, I think he needs me."
"Sure," agrees the companion. "Gotta pay the dues, and all. Not going to ask what you're paying." Wink.
"... Yes," says Adana, awkwardly, and then she heads over to Cam. "Hello! I heard that everything's done!"
Cam looks at the person and smiles, unsure if he should talk in front of an audience.
Once they are out of earshot: "Everyone is extremely pleased with your work and I keep getting compliments, It's really awkward."
"Accept them, I don't mind. I made you something, can you get away?"
She blushes, a bit.
He leads her to the nearest way out of the dome and into the fresh breezes of Mars and into the shuttle he was using to hop around from point to point.
He flies her to a certain spot well out of the way.
He lands by it and leads her into -
a garden.
The plants here probably aren't going to hold up in the relative chill of Mars for that long, but cold can do a reasonable job of preserving flowers, up to a point, and this point has not yet been passed. It is full of flowers. Flowers piled on and twining around each other, forming archways, shaped into a gazebo; clover almost choked with its own blossoms underfoot; if there's underlying structure of some non-living kind, it's been thoroughly buried in blossoms.
In the gazebo hangs (from flowered vines) a deep and cozy-looking swinging couch, because he didn't want to imply the presumption of a bed, and the couch is the only thing not made of flowers in the place. Before it is a (floral) table, and on this table is a lot of covered dishes that look suspiciously like they may contain lunch.
"Did I go overboard with the flowers?" Cam wonders brightly.
Adana stares, then grins and giggles a little. "Maybe a little, but this is gorgeous," she breathes. "You made this for me?"
"As opposed to what, using it for a photo shoot so I can pose for a wall calendar?" he says, putting a wing around her.
Her arms get to be draped over his shoulders, because this is too cute to not hold him.
Snuggle. Sidling into the couch, which swings gently. "It won't last, these aren't really Mars-happy plants and I made them live. But it'll stick around long enough to have a picnic in it."
Adana giggles. "It's still lovely and cute! Thank you for making it, how'd - did the platoon of angels watch as you made it and be really confused, or...?"
"They were really bored. I offered them books. They took the books and didn't watch me while I went around the corner of that -" he points. "large rock. And I had the design ahead of time."
Snuggle, snuggle. "Awwww. Aww, that's adorable. How long were you planning this, I'm so delighted with it, it's so pretty!"
"About a week! Had to be ready when the feathery busybodies gave me an opening. I'm glad you like it."
She laughs. "Gave you an opening to make an adorable garden. Hee." More snuggling. Look at her, being all snuggly.
Snugs.
Adana laughs so much that she nearly falls out of snugglehood. She manages not to, by holding on to him and laughing uncontrollably into his chest.