[ What she does have are tools, various and useful in one way or another. Given to her by -- well -- Raven isn't exactly sure who gave them to her. She asked and she received. The tools are what keep her backpack heavy, makes her shoulders ache. Not as much as her hip right now but when does her bad leg ever feel good. ]

Don't worry about me. I know how to defend myself. [ He sounds like someone she knows, Murphy with his stupid jokes just like this man. The edges of her lips curl into a smirk, all smug and self-assured. ] You're not the first person to say that. [ Raven pauses for a beat and adds: ] You're the first person I have run into. Or seen. Did this place give you that? [ Nods to the heavy chain on his back. ]