Robb's memory of Brienne was vague at best, and he mostly knew her only by name. He'd seen her in the company of his mother but had been understandably distracted at the time, what with fighting a war and such. In this strange place, though, with these strange people, and looking the way he did, any ally was a worthy one.

He hesitated, then shuffled forward slightly and raised a hand to her in greeting.