[Pyrrha frowns slightly as she gets a good look at his somber expression. And his response.... did very little to quell her concern either. Unsure of what to do, the girl bites her lip; momentarily considering letting Nero have some space... But then she swallows back her nerves; furrowing her brow as she tries to keep her resolution of friendship in mind.]

[The Grecian scampers over to catch up with the man.] May I ask what happened?

Why did you have to fight..?