Remembering and preparing for winter in the midst of spring isn't the most possible fun in the moment, but that leaves room to remember and prepare for spring in the midst of winter. Balance.

"Shh. You aren't." Frea nudges Brienne into a sofa and curls up against her side. Her head on Brienne's shoulder and dabbing away the tears with her fingertips. "Shh. All will be well. All will be well. All manner of thing shall be well."

Don't look at her too closely. There's a glistering of tears in her lashes, too.