"I'm sorry I didn't call, I swear I wasn't avoiding you - I just -" He is babbling, he knows this. He can hear the hysteria in his own voice and he takes a moment to swallow hard against the lump in his throat. When he speaks again his voice is strained, as he battles against his own emotions.
"I died, Loras. In my dream, I died and you - you weren't there, Loras. Oh god, the blood..."