"My lady, you misunderstand." Though it hasn't struck her yet that she is also misunderstanding. Finally she lifts her gaze to meet another of Frea's simply unbeatable smiles. Just when Brienne thought she was going to be far more collected. She's just a girl again. And this isn't a dance in her father's hall.

Oh dear.

"I am...as much as I can be as to my word, my efforts. I have not yet done anything of mark. And--" Gods please don't let her say what is obvious.