I know it is much to stomach, Brienne, and it is far too much to deal with upon a first arrival. I would have given you more time had I thought it best, but time is something we often lack in this place.

[ He watches her bow his head and, for a moment, is touched. Even here, without his kingship, without his banners and tents, he can still rely upon her loyalty. He remembers giving her the cloak of the guard, her pride and joy, the sickening sweetness of her gaze, and he remembers it fondly. If only the rest of his guard were here to relish in his life, he thinks.

Alas, there is not much he can give her here. He had a house, but it was destroyed. A home, torn from him again. All he has left is Loras and his vows to him - vows he is not sure Brienne would take kindly to. ]

I would not wish that upon you. Stannis is hardly worth the effort, not here. It is best for us to seek our own place and find peace, don't you agree?