Being so often in the company of the little May Queen she hasn't noted a difference. Her own mood is improved while with Frea. She is so active, so lively. There's no way for Brienne to fall into the worries that try to penetrate the armor clad notions she has put up to protect herself.

Now that they're closer, the sound of the water, the sight of the waves crashing. It is very much like home.

Her expression softens and she's about to try and re-explain her strong notions again when the small kiss about short circuits everything. A simple thing, a short contact and her knees don't feel reliable and the breath in her lungs stop. Brienne blinks and clears her throat.

"Swimming, yes. Swimming I should think."