The context of the following conversation is Sasha layered his hands on each other, to keep himself busy and not think about their troubles.:
Sasha says I've been nervous and depressed all day..
The friend responds What's wrong? You could have called me, when ever you need me.
Sasha responds I know. Everything just seems to be going wrong..
The friend responds I understand I have been there before. You know it's only a temporary thing..
Sasha responds It doesn't seem temporary. I've been just wringing my hands all day trying to think about anything else..
The friend responds You want to go out for some coffee or something? You could probably use a bit of a break..