"Alright, let's try not to die out here. I hear a stream we can possibly drink out of. Probably not the cleanest water, but maybe we can boil it in a campfire...? No, we'd need a pot for that." Raven said. He had slowed his pace to a stop nearby a stream. "Kid, you look really broken up about something. Obviously we aren't in the happiest of situations, but at least we're not immediately in danger right?"  He said as he gently sat the Ivan down on the driest spot near a tree he could find.

 "And if this is about worrying about the other lads, I'll have you know that I was requested through a psychic telepathic message from the Caravanian that I should remove you from the situation. To be honest, if I weren't bringing you out here with me away from whoever they were, I'd have felt that running was too cowardly. But I have confidence that our companions will take care of themselves."

Raven flicked away an insect. 

"Man this sucks. I still haven't figured out what we're going to eat and when, and what's worse is that the mud man could just pop back up again. Or a pack of wolves. Or herd of bears."

He stopped to think. 

"Actually, bears are solitary or in pairs. They don't travel in herds. And don't usually hunt humans unless they are really hungry or if you're near their kids. So that's one less thing to worry about."