Sounds like a perfectly decent coping mechanism to her. Except, she likes to sprinkle in some alcoholism there, too, just for funzies.

"Are you going to be alright, sir?" She asks him, reaching out to touch his arm gingerly. Her touch these days had been running a bit warmer, thanks to the powers from her court. "It's news few want to hear, I know- I've left me husband back home. A lot of people are trying to find a way home."