She giggles. "Yes. That. Though I would want to treat even the nasty ones nicely. Because morality."
"I actually have a long argument for why we should treat all daeva with respect, but I kept throwing it at my brother and he started summarizing it as 'Because morality' so - unless you want to actually hear the long argument, I will stick with that."
"I think I can probably guess its contents. Am I ever going to meet your brother or your dad or would I be awkward to explain?"
"You will actually get to meet them, I have just been exceedingly busy. For obvious reasons."
Adana giggles and says, "I hope I haven't been overworking you? I will let you have vacation days, because morality."
"I'm fine. I like being busy. The last hundred and fifty years of my life have been mostly vacation. I have learned six demonic languages the long way and studied a lot of subjects and learned to fly and learned to swim with wings on - second thing is harder - and read many books and now I get to be busy."
"Fair enough! I am probably a good summoner for you, then, because I also like to be busy. With fifty thousand projects going on concurrently that I can bounce between at will. Let me know if you want to go back to being on vacation, I will still get things done without you, just a bit more slowly."
"Good! It would upset me if you told someone else first and I found out through the grapevine. I would feel bad for doing that to you by accident."
He's kind of gazing at her and is indecisive enough not to suppress it.
She notices the way he's looking at her. Adana isn't used to attention from the opposite sex and doesn't know what's going on. "... Why are you looking at me like that, do I have something on my face? Or in my teeth? Am I secretly hideous and you just figured it out now?"
She giggles and blushes. "You're the first person to say that to me, thank you."
"You're kidding. What, not even your dad tells you you're beautiful? Makeup salespeople? Small children? Have you never met a person with taste?"
"Dads don't count, they always tell their daughters that they are beautiful. Makeup salespeople also don't count, because they are trying to sell something. Met a person with taste?" Adana giggles more, looking down. "I mean - good looks are in the eye of the beholder? So they can have taste and not think I'm beautiful."
Her face is an interesting shade of pink. She still looks incredibly flattered and embarrassed.
"Are you? Well, I am very happy to have your favor, oh judger of good taste."
She giggles some more and squirms a bit under his gaze. "I feel really self-conscious now, are you judging my looks...?"