Materials: always a problem. "Why sophomore in particular?" 

"My younger brother should be coming in next year."

Not that that's guaranteed, per se- but he knows that Dr. Walsh will secure a slot, somehow.

His jaw tightens. "...I understand." Little sis would have arrived in junior year. 

It does put a bit of a damper on conversation.

"I'll check out your sales corner tomorrow if I can make time," he promises, and otherwise, Riley is content to eat in silence.

"So, what are you two planning to do before you graduate?"

"Revolutionize the performance-enhancing potion industry," he deadpans.

"Hey, that's my line," he chuckles. 

"Someone's a big long term planner. What about you, Hannah?"

"I..." shit she kind of walked right into this didn't she, "Would like to actually live a little." There that's sufficiently vague. "Maybe find love. Or, well..." She smiles. "Curfew and homework can't keep me down forever."

That was definitely vague enough. Alexius has no idea what she's getting at, but he can at least see where she's coming from. "No reason we can't enjoy survival, yeah? Speaking of, it turns out that sufficiently difficult games can build mana at a decent clip, if either of you want to help me start a poker group or something." 

"Copy that. I can look for more players."