"My job," Loras answered. It was funny, how in this world, Brienne of Tarth was a California native and Loras was from Sweden. He reckoned, if the places in his dreams weren't real, they'd have to be from somewhere, wouldn't they?
Loras stared down at his sorbet for a moment, then looked at Brienne again. "Do you dream of Renly yet?" he asked. "Because he's here as well."