Frea trusts easily and gives generously, but she's not a fool. The people she lets truly close to her are few and far between. These roots run deep.

Brienne smile is a thing of beauty, and something Frea prefers to savor. Her enjoyment is dampened by the question, and the realizations of everything she has yet to say...

"Only six months." She'll skip over the question, for now, to try and edge into the subject gently. "I'm told it isn't all snow the whole time. Will you stay here for the season, or will you be going home to attend your duties there?"