[ He watches her carefully, eyes flickering along her face - oh, Loras was not going to be pleased by her arrival here. The memory of his jealousy was still fresh in his mind. He leans down to offer her a soft, sweet smile, much like the one he had gifted her with when they had danced so long ago. ]

It would honour me, Brienne, I assure you, not just please me. I can only hope you would be gracious enough to gift me with your presence.