Nick is not likely to be the one to decide they're done. Daeva don't get more than a certain amount of tired.

Yeah, they're going to be a while. Daphne's stamina is finite but it's noticeably higher than what might one expect from a normal human, if one has the experience to notice such things.

Nick probably has the experience to notice such things, but doesn't actually manage to actually think about it. It's great fun, though, isn't it?

When Daphne does eventually seem to be done he mentions that he's perfectly willing to sleep here (warm afterglowy feelings are nice), or not, at her preference.

"Mm, stay," she mumbles.

"As you wish." Blankets and sheets can be arranged telekinetically.

Zzzzzz.

The next morning is a school morning, which means a fairly shrill alarm at seven.

Nick is quite startled by the alarm. He's not used to having one at all.

He doesn't touch the alarm, but while he's getting dressed he comments, "Yesterday was extremely fun. We should do it again some time."

"Definitely," she says, slapping the alarm off, sitting up and stretching.

"Ahh. What a nice break from nerding out. Time to go continue improving science and technology."

"You have fun with with that. I have less groundbreaking classes to attend. There's a shower in the bathroom if you want to use it," she says, gesturing to a door.

"...Probably a good idea, thanks."

He showers, and re-dresses, and flies out the window, and buys breakfast from the town, and tries to reforge the nerdiness amalgam by visiting various professors.

The nerdiness amalgam is eager to reforge! Someone starts humming the theme song of some kind of sentai show.

He kind of expected someone from the government to take an interest by now, enough that he could invite himself to the CDC and distribute anti- this and thats. How likely is that to occur, o professor squad?

Well, he arrived literally yesterday. The CDC does get an awful lot of calls from snake oil salesmen who do not in fact have awesome future technology. It might take them a bit to verify things.

Maybe he should go to China. They could probably really use some of the pollutant-capturing tech he's thinking of, for example.

Well, maybe? Does China do things faster than the United States? What's even going on with China right now anyways?

Of all the sciences in this nerd amalgam it appears that Poli Sci got left out.

He's already distributed a bunch of approximately 2100-level textbooks. Does anyone want to buy exclusive rights to some 2150-level tech so he can make a quick buck and begin venture capitalism?

Well, that's going to lead to about five minutes of chaos as various people scream at each other about budgeting.

Sheesh, forget he asked.

He looks up where IBM is headquartered during the chaos.

A town called North Castle, New York, and by the time he's navigated the 1999 internet well enough to find that out the chaos has died down and a handful of departments may-or-may-not have room in their budgets for him depending on what he's selling for.

The prices, overall, are 'high but not absurd'. And nothing cutting-edge electronic, robotic, or AI is on offer.

(He sends an email to IBM and a dozen other processor-manufacturing companies, containing some 2030-ish technical documents with a few key details redacted, and says he has more, when can they meet with him to negotiate.)

Not every department buys anything, and none buy very much, but he has some spending money at the end if that.

Yep. And if he knows corporations it'll be days or weeks until one of them gets around to talking to him unless he barges into their CEOs' offices. If they believe him at all.

So instead he asks around, what is the next place of academia that would appreciate a personal visit from the Future Fairy and has someone who knows someone here so Nick can be vouched for?