Mateiu let out a small chuckle at his partner's retort and followed the meister into the DWMA, wiping the smirk off of his face and replacing it once more with a blank stare that he'd practiced so often that it'd become second nature to him. "Yet another year of school...maybe this'll be the one where I become a death scythe." He said somewhat stoically, but with a sliver of hope. Truth be told though, he was just a bit more hopeful that he and Kai didn't end up having to fight other students than he was about becoming a death scythe.