Brave soldier boy

"It’s okay. We can make you fun. I am plenty fun for both of us. I am fun, like literally. Though I use the pseudonym Gwen Haloway. What’s your name?”

"Well I'm glad you have so much hope for me. I'm Xavier Langdon. But I hardly use the last name anymore..."

"Well, quid pro quo. I don’t know, you look like the type. What do you consider fun?"

"...Okay so maybe I'm not fun."

"Just warning you," she said with a smile, "You are getting better though."

"You really think so?"

"Why? Seriously, why don’t you believe me?"

"I don't know, because I can."

"I don’t know, my friend, I think I’ve been doing pretty good without it. I think you should have real fun for a change. I’ll invite you to my next party. With good music, attractive people and mundanes to play with it’s always a blast.”

"Oh, so you're turning this around on me now? I see how it is. And what makes you think I don't have fun?"

"You really don’t believe, do you?"

"No. not at all."

"I know." She smiled at him brightly, nodding. "Hm… I like to be on a high most of the time. You know, do crazy, fun stuff. I don’t think I can do relaxation. It sounds way too boring."

"Its not boring, its a necessity to maintain a healthy life... Okay maybe at times it can be a tad bit boring, but sometimes it also feels amazing. "

"That’s just my face." She told him, rolling her eyes. "How would you suggest I should relax?”

"And a nice one you have at that." He smirked as he looked at her, "There's a lot of ways to relax, it changes for each person."

"Tense? I am not tense."

"Okay...Whatever you say."

"They eat duck pate.”

"You know what, I think I'll take my chances with them."

"Don’t get too cocky that might be your demise," she warned, blocking his attack.

"Who said anything about being cocky?" He cocked an eyebrow as  he took a few steps in.

"Satan is cute and harmless next to those things. I’m skinning them." He said as he pulled out his dagger.

"Are you serious right now...I mean look at them." Xaiver went and got the duck to show the other boy. "See, there's nothing wrong with them."

"No, no Xavier’s a great name. It suits you."

"Huh, I wonder where I've heard that before."

"Grand seems like a big word."

"I thought it was an appropriate word."