Will do.

He goes places. He drops files.

At the NIH somebody sees him. "The fuck?" she says. "Hey, you - what are you doing -?"

"Distributing information," says the oddly dressed man in the teleporting flying granite canoe. "I'll be back in just a moment."

He drops off the remaining files and then returns to the NIH about thirty seconds later.

She has made a little progress back into the building by then but turns around when he reappears, looking bewildered.

He shows Cam their interactions so far in case Cam has a better read on things like whether she seems like someone in a position of authority or not and perhaps a suggestion about what Korovai might say to her if she's not going to do anything but look at him like that.

She doesn't look obviously important but I can't make sense of how people dress here the way I expect to and I'm not great at it even to start out. Uh, the canoe is probably weird? They have some sort of magic but it may not involve floating rock canoes...

Hmm... of available options, a reasonable amount of honesty seems most straightforward.

"I apologize if I am behaving strangely," he says. "I have only recently arrived in this world."

"...huh?" says the NIH person.

...perhaps if he waits she will produce a more answerable question?

"...and... you're... distributing information?"

"Yes. It's useful information."

"...information... about...?"

He appears another copy in the air in front of her and keeps it afloat with ileyi. The little paper envelope with a CD in it is labelled Vaccine Formulae, Annotated.

"...is this some kind of, of green ink thing -"

...he has no idea what that means, does Cam have any idea what that means...?

...she thinks you're a crackpot, you can tell her no but it won't carry much weight, I'm not actually sure you should bother having this conversation...

He shrugs. He lets the extra CD drop. He teleports to a less populated location.

What next, then?

I have checked and they have a global warming problem, I'm gonna tell you where to go put ozone to patch the ozone layer...

Hither, yon, there too -

Ozone!

...annnnd I found the local magic system...

What is it?

Two kinds, psions and mages, collectively 'eclipsed'. The former does mental effects and divination and stuff, the latter does physical effects. We happened to land shortly before an eclipse of the sort during which many preteen children get their magic, which event apparently has the precognitives running around crazily; it's possible someone foresaw me unleashing enormous clouds of mosquitoes and read into that? The psions apparently bounce off you.

I would think that keeping you immobilized in a room without explanations of any kind would be a disproportionate response to clouds of mosquitoes.

Well, it's also possible they foresaw saying hello politely and then being told that I was a demon who'd destroyed a planet recently or something.

That... could have produced such a reaction, yes.

Ozone all wrapped up. Time for a new task?