Sam definitely needed that. She hadn't been able to ask Jack, and wouldn't have asked Vala, but she was grateful for it, and hugged her back very tightly. She needed that connection to another person just to make things feel... not normal, like she wanted, but not so bad. And she let herself cry, like she hadn't been able to with Jack or with Juliet, hot, ugly tears that been simmering since the previous morning but Sam hadn't allowed until now, when she couldn't hold them back anymore.

"Sorry," she said finally, pulling away and wiping at her eyes. "I'm just... tired."