"I'm not really inclined to collecting but I'm less averse, I suppose."

"Would I be allowed to...?"

"Maybe?"

"I'd have to think about it."

"Mmhmmmm. Well, unlikely to come up in any situations that aren't shared dreaming anyway."

"Yes. And in there it'd be just you and me anyway however the place was populated."

"Yeah." Pause. "I wonder if there's a way to, like, be in two places at the same time in dreams. Multiple perspective."

"I could work up to it, it is theoretically possible for me to extend the ability to you but much harder."

"Ehh. Guess I could just deal with an NPC version of me, that sounds like very low priority."

Nod nod.

And by then he has finished eating.

"Have a good afternoon, pet." Kiss.

Kiss. "You too, ma'am!" And then off he goes to class.

It's so classy.

That it is. Then another class, then dinnertime.

Jackson, too, is having an earlyish dinner. He plops down by Sadde.

"Harro."

"Hi."

"How was your day?"

"It was okay. You?"

"Pretty good! Had pre-calc and econ, very mathematical day," he grins.

"If you call that good," says Jackson dubiously.

"Why does no one like math?" he wonders.