[She plays with the thought briefly. She doesn't think she's much better in terms of being a disaster. She was just one girl with a whole lot of responsibility on her plate and no cutlery to deal with it. ...And also she was pretty sure her meal was on fire.]

I mean, I can deal with a lot. I wouldn't even know what to consider better?

Last I checked I have people actually trying to kill me here and back at home. That's not exactly every day problems either.

[She knows he knows what she's going through. But she also knows what he's going through.]

You know what? Okay. That sounds fine to me. If it's okay with you?

Let's just... Figure things out-

Together?