Lucien's class schedule was optimized, organized, color coded, and annotated. He'd gone over it and tweaked it and polished it for days, until his mother had asked him if he'd like have it notarized as well. It had taken him an hour of searching for the nearest notary public to realize she was joking.
And so, eventually, he put down his schedule and tried to relax and enjoy being out of VR as he waited for his first semester at the Selene School to start.
(And when his parents dropped him off, his mom surprised him with a notarized copy of his schedule. Just in case.)
"Oh, that makes sense," nods Myeisha.
"Plus," says Isabella, "with precogs you need everything ready to go, you need it to be that you'll actually go through with it - which is fine for some kinds of research but you might want to bypass it entirely with riskier or more logistically complicated things. You could divine the results of all those unethical experiments you'd have to be a mad scientist to actually do, and you couldn't precog them. Without being a mad scientist."
"Oh, cool! I'd like to be immortal but don't have any specific plans for it, aside from hoping that it will be a byproduct if I succeed at changing how statistical research and logistical planning works that I end up wealthy enough to afford it."
"Yeah, my plan is just to get rich, but as long as I don't develop a taste for yachts I'm all set."
"Could you even like, survive on a yacht?" asks Peony.
"Probably not! - the cane isn't decorative," she adds to Lucien, "I need it to walk."
Lucien is happy to chat with Isabella (and also the other people) for the next few minutes but eventually he finishes his food and finds he is still hungry.
"I'm going to grab seconds, should I bring back something for any of you?"
"Yes!"
Lucien scampers off flustered and returns with a brownie for Isabella.
"... I forgot to get my own food didn't I."
Lucien would be confused about the kneeling sub but he is distracted by feeling flustered and needing to go back and get himself food. Again.
Lucien returns with food. He is not sure what to do about the kneeling sub that Isabella is ignoring and sort of glances at him awkwardly.
Lucien does not know how to make conversation so he will eat until spoken to or something.
"Statistics 1, Econ 3, History of Public Infrastructure, Civil Liberties 1, and Applied Biology 1"
"My dad tried to convince me to take fewer but didn't think it seemed too unreasonable?"
"Anything that isn't your basic 'take this to get a requirement out of the way' type stuff is going to be pretty intense, the requirements are really light because they want to leave you magic practice time and they assume if you're going to show up to Econ 3 you're really into econ and probably not also taking four other things."