Connie nearly opens her big fat mouth to say something to the effect of yes, absolutely so she can get this horrible conversation with over faster.

Then she remembers Akane's whole (completely justified) complex.

And the circumstances in which she grew up.

And other miscellaneous details that indicated that Connie needed to handle her next few words very, very delicately or this entire thing could blow up in her face.

"Ssssort of? It's complicated." An excellent starter. This is already going perfectly. "I like girls, but not in the same way a boy would. It's different in a way that's. Really hard to explain." Especially to a straight person. "Like... I wouldn't say it's more pure or whatever, but it's softer. More tender. I'm attracted to boys too, but it's like... there's a different quality to it. Liking girls is like silk hiding steel, and liking boys is like steel hiding silk. If that makes any sense. It probably doesn't, I'm not explaining this very well."

She did her best, Akane.