Xavier smirked, getting into his fighting stance as well, clutching the knife with both hands as narrowed his eyes at the Assassin, letting his smirk die down. He slowly began circling his opponent circling him, raising a brow at the taunt as he tsked at him, mock disappointment in his voice as Xavier taunted back, "Where'd you get that? Gath's pun book Little Will? I thought you would be better then that, perhaps you would be more aggressive after some hot tea brit." Burkley wants to play the mocking game aye? Two can play at that game.