Conza vs Snowman

Conza shrugged.He knew that he needed help,but was too adamant to show it.So he had to get help,and Snowman offered.He finishes the burger and fries,and starts his drink. "When should we start?"

Snowman had 1/4 of his burger left as he ate some more fries and said, "Whenever you are free, Conza. The gym is open until 10:00 tonight."

Conza nods. "Fine.I'll come later on,mon ami.I need to rest." He smiles and rests his arms on the table. "Snowman,why are you called...Snowman?" It was a bit of a dumb question,but it was more for conversation

As Snowman finishes his burger, he would respond, "Well, when I fight I'm a bit cold so to speak and show no mercy. I'm even seen training in the snow to build up my use of the cold weather so it feels like it's another normal day."

It made sense to the mouse. "Hm.Thats a good strategy.But,what do you mean that you are 'cold'? How dark could anyone be in a match?"

"It depends," replied Snowman as he takes some more fries. "Sometimes, I don't want to talk and let my fists do so. And I'm not exactly dark as others may be in some matches."

Conza shudders a bit. "Some people can be wicked,I know." He takes another gulp of soda. "I wonder what goes through peoples minds when the're in a match"

"Other than winning, I suppose the rewards that come after it. Believe you me that others want power and respect. Me, I just want to fight for the sport of it." Snowman would take another sip and a few more fries.

"Rewards? Do you mean like,monetary gain?" Conza questioned.He knew that many did fight for the fame and respesct,as Snowman said.But,he was puzzled by the way the other boy worded his thoughts.He couldnt think of what else there could be in terms of an 'after reward'

Snowman would finish his fries as he responded, "Well, sometimes fighters need to win in order to earn a spot with a team or to even win the object of their affections (though they may have dark intentions). I don't think you would have anything to do with that do you?"