Yes! It's fine to make light of this stuff! I make light of this stuff! But with people I care about, not total jerk strangers!

[ If he's a buoy, he's one that's doing more to bonk her underwater than anything else. With how emotionally worked up she's already been for weeks, this is only making that whack-a-mole feeling worsen. Who is he to judge? Who is he to think he knows everything and can solve all her problems?! Even if he's being actually sincere at the moment, she doesn't want it!

Ultimately, it's not obvious what triggers the explosion. The so-called sympathy? The never-ending smarm? Or maybe she was set to explode, no matter what. Regardless of the cause, she lets out an ungodly howl before thrusting her middle finger up in his face. ]

I don't have to take this! Go...shove a vest up your ass!

[ ...She's not good at normal insults, okay? But it felt good to screech out, and extra nice to get a little swear in, so it's perfect in her book.

After a bit more waving around her middle finger for good measure, she turns away with a long series of huffs, gathering up her scant things and storming off, leaving the poor spirit alone to blink in weary confusion.

Clearly, no one on this boat will allow her to live her (questionable) life in peace! ]