[don't worry, Lina can read some situations better than others and backs off the hug pretty quick, settling down into the water right next to Vera (but not touching her) to listen. but the urge to give some kind of physical comfort is hard to resist when she hears that whole story.]

I lost track of the girl who helped me realize I was gay after I got adopted. It's not... the same, but it still hurts. I'm sorry, Vera.

[she's quiet, looking down at her hands that she now has folded in her lap.]

You know it's okay to not be okay, right? Even if it's been a year.