They did say she was a very fair infant. Big blue eyes, stubborn yellow hair as usual and most importantly surviving those tremulous years of infancy in a medieval age. She has wondered what the plan was from there. Did the Seven intend for her to have a journey here? To meet Frea?

That giggle makes her heart flutter and she has to fight to try and seem chest fallen. Brienne is no actress. She ends up laughing a little. "I would never, ever insinuate something so untrue." And Frea must know it. Surely! Feeling their bodies lean softens her expression to a secret, savoring smile.

"Best get a dance out of you before you run away." The music has been playing and they start at the beginning of an eight count. Stepping and swaying.