"Mooch off parents, work unskilled labor, life of crime..."

"...I think I prefer our nonstandard answers," he decides.

"What were you classing as those?"

"Mostly college and possibly working at the plastic magery place."

"Yeah. I might go government, actually, precogs averting disaster work for them anyway, I'd have to find out if they wanted more than eclipse work out of me for the G.I. Bill lookalike program though."

"What other kind of work would they want, do you think?"

"Precogs are useful for a lot of things, they're just completely irreplaceable for eclipse disasters. Police work, I think there are finance applications if you have enough temporal range, I don't want to go military but I know they use precogs for strategy and such, natural disaster forecasting, infrastructure outage advance warning..."

"Again: so jealous of psions."

"Aww, pet. You can do cool shit too." Scritch scritch. "Terraform me a planet."

He giggles. "Okay, point."

She grins.

"Overall I think the fact that you're a psion and I'm a mage is pretty great."

"I agree."

"After I make everyone immortal we should fund a planet," he muses.

"Fund it? I was envisioning a queen-and-consort-and-happy-subjects setup."

He pictures this. "Okay yes I prefer that. I want a crown."

"Sure, why not."

"What would my crown look like, though. An organic aesthetic I think..."

"You'll have to be able to do neat things with plants to terraform a planet, you could make something out of plants."

"A garland of roses," he suggests, and giggles.

"I was thinking something with vines and optionally thorns," she says. "Ivy."

"Yeah, that sounds more like my style."

"Or laurel and a toga."

"Really? I mean, not that I much mind the idea of being a single piece of fabric away from being naked in your presence, but why?"

"I'm just being silly. I actually have few opinions on clothes in general except 'crowns are cool'. I'll probably go around in a circlet and jeans and a t-shirt."