Brienne looks like the perfect portrait of a knight, kneeling in supplication before her lady.

“Well,” Kit says lightly. “This does seem to be a predicament, doesn’t it?” Pressed right up against him, gauntlets digging bruises into his almost-bare hips, Dogma squeezes his eyes tightly shut. “I'm going to kill my whole squad,” he says, perfectly certain and resigned to it.

What if Kaz asked Jesper to help him get over his touch aversion, so he could be with Inej?