"Oh, Lydia," Nancy says, reaching over to stroke Lydia's hair.

"Your virginity doesn't mean anything, alright?" With her other hand, she takes her hand. "no one ever has a good first time, trust me." Or so she imagines- she remembers when she lost her virginity. Not something she ever wanted to dwell on, of course. "And at least Cesare knew what he was doing- and you came, right? I didn't. So you're way ahead of me, there."