I think like others said, it depends on the situation. I dated some girls who would turn on the waterworks as soon as they watched a sad movie. I dated others who had some constitution as well.
Quick story time, my wife is the later, and I only saw her cry a handful of times over the years. One of the times was early on, about 4 years into our marriage, when she went behind my back to a party and ended up getting raped. She's tiny, 4'11 and 80 pounds, our german shepherd is bigger.
Anyway, I kept convincing myself she wanted to be in this situation, she wanted to be around other drunk men, perhaps she wanted to cheat on me as well. All her friend could do was call the police but by the time they showed up it was already way too late. Guy was arrested. I had the chance to shoot him, almost did, but figured my life would be better spent taking care of a family than rotting in prison.
To continue, when she got home from all this mess I hadn't seen her since before the party. I told her not to go, I told her to stay home and settle down. When she got home, she tried to hug me, basically falling into my arms, and I backed away. I told her another man touched her, she did this to herself, this is her fault, etc. and I wanted nothing to do with her. I was a real dick thinking back, but it seemed justified to me at the time I guess. I had thought she cheated and used this as an excuse, despite knowing she was really raped.
So basically, she falls in my arms, I refuse to touch her like she's some dirty whore from the street, and she just collapses to the floor. Completely loses composure, she has the worse panic attack I have seen in my entire life. Just got raped, get home, husband won't even hug you and tell you it's alright. Instead he doesn't touch you and says this is your fault. She couldn't breath, she couldn't move, she was basically paralyzed on the floor and shut down. I'll never forget those tears.