He was tempted to say it but didn't want to presume.

He will take her dishes with an absolutely ridiculous smile on his face.

"See you later!"

The other people at the table giggle.

"Yes!"

"Um. See you later too!"

Cute.

Off she taps.

Lucien sneaks off to a nearby bathroom where no one can see him so he can be flustered in private. He makes sure to sneak off in a different direction than her because it would be really awkward if he bumped into her right after she left.

They don't have afternoon classes together.

There she is at dinner, though, with a pile of mashed potatoes and broccoli-chicken stirfry. Jackson is kneeling at her again.

Lucien is late for dinner because he was having trouble doing his reading for Civil Liberties 1, which he has first thing tomorrow. His brain has been very distracted about ✨Isabella✨.

Eventually he realizes he is hungry and, even though he has yet to finish his reading, heads to dinner - he has a rule that he isn't allowed to delay eating once he notices he's hungry.

Still, he brings his reading with him and is just finishing it when he sits down at Isabella's table. 

(He continues to follow her lead on ignoring Jackson.)

"Hi, Lucien! Ooh, what's that book?"

"'The Idea of Public Reason Revisited'. It's a reading for the first session of Civil Liberties."

"Oh, neat, what's its thesis?"

"I think it's that societies should base their laws on reasoning that is broadly accepted by it's populace?"

"Huh. It's a nice sentiment but some populaces are dumb."

"Yeah, I'm not entirely certain that Rawls realizes that... the piece sort of assumes that your populace is entirely made up of intellectual philosophers."

"- that would be kind of funny if it were. They'd starve, but they'd have such things to say about it."

"I suspect they'd quickly get along less civily then Rawls seems to imply they would."

"Once they were hungry enough, at least. But maybe I do philosophers too little credit."

"I wonder if any philosophers have had the integrity to check for themselves what the state of nature was like."

"I heard once that Thoreau had his mother do his laundry while he was living in a cabin in the woods."

"I honestly can't imagine any of the writers for this class so far doing their own laundry. Or the teacher for that matter."

"Well, in the modern day we have washing machines, but yes, some people are even allergic to those."

"Yeah."

Lucien does not have more words about laundry evidently, oh no. What is he supposed to say.

"Myeisha's dom has her do all his laundry and she is bizarrely entertained by this. I asked my dad what being a sub was like once and if there was an explanation of liking laundry in there I did not understand it."

"I enjoy doing laundry!"

And both his parents do as well.

"Why though!"

"It's really... calming and satisfying to go through the process of it and organize the clothes and have a presentable final product which is the result of my work?"