"Mm, we can't have that," Jenny replies, pulling a face, as if the thought hadn't occurred to her. They shouldn't have to go hand in hand, slipping into insanity and joining the countless people here who've grown so accustomed to this that they can't see how ridiculous all of this is, but it's probably better not to take the chance; she has no desire to end up like that. Anyway, if she did, she wouldn't be able to fully appreciate any aspect of it that might wind up being appealing, because it would no longer be something new and noteworthy. That isn't a point she ever wants to have to reach. Even if she's going to be stuck here, she can try to find what benefits there are. Right now, it's just hard to see anything fitting that description. That doesn't mean that won't change. As serious as she can manage to seem, she ducks her head slightly towards him, as if imparting a secret. "I shall just have to rely on you to make sure I stay sane, then, won't I?"