Crying is hard enough for her to deal with, but doing it in front of someone else is that much worse. The hug is appreciated, but...

Wait. Hold on. Verity, the person whose anger she rightfully garnered, is hugging her?

It's too much. It's all too much.

There's a long period of silent crying broken only by Amelia's shaking shoulders and occasional deep breath. But eventually it comes to an end and a very puffy eyed, red faced Amelia looks up at Verity with the barest hint of a smile. She'll take a few of the tissues and begin dabbing at her eyes.

"Thank you," she manages after a moment. "I... I don't deserve it."

Belief doesn't equate to truth, but do all of her actions as of late make it a truth? Amelia thinks so, but she has always been her own worst enemy.