Deno's eyes were scanning through a few papers. Some of the students here had terrible handwriting, and thus made it difficult to read them propertly. He heard Rayne's voice, but didn't look at her. "Well Chancellor," He began, enforcing her title in the air. "I like learning new types of weaponry. I also like relaxing and just admiring the scenery. I'm also fond of cooking." Thanks to his mom, he was able to enjoy the duty of working in a kitchen." The began to put them in the student pile and then worked on a few others. "To be better at what I do, which is a red mage. Maybe see my true place in this. My father feels that I could be a great warrior someday, but my mom feels that I should follow my tradition...which I sorta am now." Ironically, being a red mage helped balanced out things for co-operation between the parents. At one point, the biggest pile out of all the other papers were the potiential students that could be recruited to this school.<br/><br/>When the woman spoke about paper, his eyes looked at her. "Don't worry. I'm sure you'll get along with them fine. Most of them are good to talk to. Others tend to be serious in their studies and their occupation." The eyes of his moved back to the papers, which he saw a record that looked familiar. Possibly one of the students he knew. It was put in the pile that they left. "However, I can't willingly hold this, since the relationship between us is student and professor...but this is what I've seen from them in terms of attitude."