Those first few seconds, she keeps her arms steady, her breathing slow and calm as she lets Amelia decide if a hug is what she really wants. There is a whisper of doubt in the back of her mind that maybe she shouldn't have offered, not everyone benefits from physical contact, Amelia has enough on her plate without dealing with her clichéd attempts at helping --

And then Amelia's arms wrap around her, her head resting on her shoulder... and the tears. The doubts leave her mind -- this is what Amelia needs. It probably won't be enough to take away her grief, but it's a good start. She tightens her grip ever so slightly, to remind Amelia that she's still here, for as long as the woman needs.

When the tears slow and the whispered gratitude follows, Adia loosely holds her and replies softly, "You're welcome. Take as much time as you need."