[Raven stops walking, and scratches his chin thoughtfully. He'd been trying to puzzle Pyrrha out for a while, but he's starting to put a picture together. And that picture tells him she probably needs frank answers instead of his usual avoidance.]

Nah... You live as long as I have and in the way I did, it made it hard to care, let alone be scared.

[He pauses. Maybe that was a little too frank.]

That's probably not what you wanted to hear, huh? Sorry.