Most troubles lie behind or far ahead. For now Brienne is here in Nexus. Her troubles are not immediately threatening to her life nor anyone elses. (That she knows of--goodness!) It's a safe space. A place where she can grow and learn with understanding and nurturing verses criticism and unrealistic expectations of her own character. Frea has been there at her side. The lady herself too is continually blooming.

Teasing, tickling and all manner of games are a part of their flirting. What a life!

"I'd much prefer to lay down arms than to raise a sword to you," she answers softly, dare we even say sweetly. Once again a color comes into Brienne's face at the kiss and her own words.

Pretty words, a pretty moment. This is very similar to many day dreams she had. Though she never imagined that feeling pretty also meant to be with someone so pretty. Remembering to be the lead in the dance keeps her rooted in reality.