[Cor's frown deepens further, now out of concerned confusion, upon hearing Ravus claiming that there's no path for him. No mention of aiding people thru healing? No consideration of public service? Not even the inkling of a life of hunting or being a mercenary, like many self-claimed bitter people take when they feel like they have no other means to make a living?

There's something about those words that ping something deep within Cor - very much like how seeing Prompto's struggles ping that part of him. It's just as confusing for him to feel this way for the younger man, considering that he hardly knows the man. And yet...

Cor doesn't move to take the money yet. Instead he turns to look at Ravus.]

There is always a path for every person. It may not be so obvious to you now, but someday...you will find yours.

[He doens't say it, but he does hope that Ravus will find his very soon.]