Brienne can leave any time she wants. Frea won't stop her. But she would be sad if the gentle knight felt the need to flee. Conversely, she'd be sad knowing Brienne only stayed out of some sense of obligation. Frea wants nothing that is not given freely.

The brief touch of hands on her shoulders makes her blush and she does not know why. She's rather sorry to see it end. "There's nothing to be sorry about. And you're welcome."

If Brienne thought the smiles were bright before, she's going to be woefully unprepared for this one. "Thank you! That would be lovely, my dear... um. Oh. I'm Frea."