Jane lets out an awkward huff of a laugh. Yeah, some asshole. Just her two best friends, that's all. One of which is your older brother. No sweat.

"Thank you. It feels rather nice. I fully endorse this strategy should you ever find yourself stranded in the land of the dumps." She hoists the broom up onto her shoulder once again and smiles. "And you can come and talk to me about it, too. Nobody likes to feel alone during those times."

Which she more or less has. Not that she's exactly gone seeking any help, of course. She wouldn't want to give anybody that trouble. She's just ignoring the hypocrisy of offering support, is all.