Xander blushed a little at the compliment. Truth was he didn't think he was all that special comapared to most people, especially around here. He once told Dawn about him being in the shadows, now he was even further away from the spotlight and deep in the shadows.
Then, Xander had to think for a moment on what she was talking about.
"A demonic Thor? Oh right," Xander said remembering. "Olaf the Troll. Tossed me around the Magic Box. Hit me a few times with his hammer. Hurt like a sumbitch. Luckily I've got a thick head."
"But thanks for thinking I'm one of the worth while guys. Long departure from the person who tossed me out of her hotel room in my undies," he added with a smile. That night was still one of the weirdest he had ever had.
"Good," Xander replied. "Because when I'm going to the movies, I don't want to have to read while Im there. I could read at home."