brienne standing apart in king’s landing while margaery is surrounded by people and they just look at each other for a moment like they’ve both noticed something they don’t know how to name yet
i’m your man by mitski is so brienne of tarth to me… the helplessness of watching the people she swore herself to slip beyond her reach carrying the guilt of those oaths even when there was nothing she could have done but she’s left behind wondering if she failed them somehow…