The Nexus is full of lovely things, but home is home. The desire to fit in burns hot in most people. There's no shame in it. But while she's here, in this safe place, Frea hopes to help Brienne learn to carry her worries without letting them control her.

All in her own good time.

"We make a good team." Since they'll be going swimming, that means Brienne will have to contend with Frea taking off that shift. First, though, she takes off her flower crown and hangs it from one corner of their tent, treating it gently and making sure it's secure. The handful of fabric is pulled off and flung onto the blankets with considerably less care.

"Ready to swim?" Obviously, Brienne is not. Surely she doesn't mean to swim in that kaftan?