"Where did they go? Are you sure they will be okay? Oh great goddess above, please have him be okay, I do not know what I would do if he was harmed in any way! (Clearly worried about an old childhood friend that vanished overnight)

“I clean it as it was my father’s blade before I and is only mine as a gift. More importantly my reasoning is not to have people fear me but rather have people look up to me as a knight that they can trust will protect them from the darkness that plagues this world.” (This should be in a majorly offended tone and almost be like you are snapping back at someone)

"Father... I don't even know what to say. Thank you so much, I don't know what I would do without this blade....  (This part should be through extreme happiness that there would be some tears.)   What will I call it? I think I will call it Fidem, (Fee-dem) it is simple yet elegant and it stands for what I fight for the most which is the Faith of this world." (In a confident tone, yet the tears of happiness are still there)