Liv stared down at Adam’s recumbent figure as his eyes darted back and forth behind his eyelids. She had never infused herself with pure knowledge in the same subconscious hypnotic way and wondered how it felt to be inundated with information like that. She winced, imagining that it would feel like the worst cram session of all time. Of course, Liv hadn’t needed to overdose on data anyway – she’d been taught by the best living, artificial, and virtual professors on Earth.
Plus, her innate curiosity and ease of comprehension and retention had subsumed some of her hunger for facts. Still, it never hurt to keep learning. Always following trails of evidence down endless new rabbit holes, she planned to keep on a steep learning curve for the rest of her life. For if there was anything she’d truly understood in her schooling, it was that every avenue of information opens up a new realm of potential discovery.
Adam twitched in his instruction trance, and Liv glanced at the time on her Lucid to check how quickly his training was progressing. It was later than she expected – she wanted the meeting to go down before dark – but he was moving along through the lessons with remarkable rapidity. “We won’t have time to drop him off,” she told Gabe. “He’ll have to come with us.” “He doesn’t need to know that yet,” Gabe replied.
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