Fair in demeanor, fair in looks. Is it really any wonder at all that Frea attracts attention? Here they were together, Brienne sits cross-legged, tilted to the fire as well as Han. She doesn't fold her arms or lace her fingers but nearly reaches for Frea's hand. For some reason she finds herself hesitant when they've held hands several times today. Would she be turned away? The desire to be present and to belong has kept her from storming off alone.

Separated is a good call indeed. There is no danger. Not right now. There is stillness that isn't exactly peace. Just civility.

"I have as many friends here as I do at home." Which only means something to one person here.