"No Ma'am, I'm not, you're right there, Grand Wyrm." Dirt Nap says in a sober tone.
"But I miss it, being afraid. It's a good help to staying alive. I remember what it was like, even if I don't much feel it now." he muses.
After a brief pause in thought, Dirt Nap says, "Now, that's a big part of what I am fighting, the Beast telling me to do stupid things that would be the end of me. I really don't want to end just yet, not again. So, I fight to remember what I probably ought to be afraid of, even if all I feel is angry and spoiling for a fight, and I fight to exercise some appropriate caution."
"The Beast is trying to end me just as much as the cancer ever did, and it will likely win in the end, but I am going to fight it every day with every tool I can learn." he says determinedly.