Trevor shook his heaad. "It's no truoble." He stated, keeping forward while they did so. His fingers wrapped around the strap of his messenger bag that went across his chest, gripping the fabric as he walked forward. He turned to look at the boy beside him, listening to his little complaint. He shrugged. "Tomias, the Mr. Arcule for admissions, said it was in part to honor the brother school, Atlantis, and in other part ... to be mean to the students." He blinked a few times, remembering the man telling him that when he had asked the same question when first arriving here. He definitely was strange. Though, he soon was realizing, that anyone associated with Rune tended to be very odd. "It is a little like an adventure though."