The one moment has come to be many sweet moments that sugary confection can't rightly compare to. Is there a requirement for portion control? It hasn't even crossed Brienne's mind at all. Perhaps being that she has a healthy appetite for affection that has been so lacking in her life thus far.

It has been a beautiful season. Even with the wind and the rain, no true chill. The touch of another's hand and someone to stroll or sit with. But truly, Frea is not just any person. "I have never had the choice before," she softly admits.

Their dancing motion stops and for a second it is like the grace is gone from her footing. Not enough to stumble long or drop away. Brienne lightly clears her throat as her eyes drop. "...Yes. Yes I see. You do have your duties. And I've mine..." She curtly nods once and then again. Seasons have their time, do they not>

"Oh Frea," her arms wrap around the younger maiden and she must stoop a little as she holds her close.