Jeanne: Women's Ways

Druce looked about him and reached for the knife he had been pondering over earlier, handing it, hilt out, to Jason. Unconsciously he shifted backward on his heels. "I am not very helpful, I know," he went on with a grimace. "I say the things that I repeat to myself to keep my own head steady in times like these. It is the best I can do. I'm sure the Guttersnipe would have helped you better than I." He crossed the room and pulled himself up onto the table with a grunt, ignoring its loud groans of displeasure. He spread his hands out across the papers and books, cocked his head, and said musingly, "Funny how some women have that way..."