Oh. Oh, no. No, Brienne in tears will not do. Frea doesn't understand what's wrong, not entirely; she gets the sense that Brienne hasn't been valued properly, and so she decides the sensible course of action is to double down. Brienne's hands are released only so Frea can wrap her arms around the gentle knight. It's the best hug she can give someone in armor.

"Shh, shh. It's okay. If people haven't seen how good you are, that's their loss." The words are delivered gently, kindly, and with a handkerchief. Decidedly without any judgments against Brienne.

"I asked if you want to join me for a meal. Cookies are nice, but I'm wanting something more substantial."