Obi-Wan is aging surprisingly well (obi1) wrote in valarlogs,
Obi-Wan didn't make a move. He knew he wouldn't have to. He'd caught the intrigued glint in Lozano's eyes and let him have the honor of discovering Loras, as it were.
"Ho ho, not so fast," Lozano purred. "Any friend of Benny's is a friend of mine... Mr. Eh?--" he paused to catch Loras's name (or whatever name he wanted to give). "I've got a hunch there's a space we can squeeze you into."
Obi-Wan looked at the floor to disguise his recoiling sneer. Lozano turned and whispered something to large, bug-eyed but otherwise expressionless man who had been looming in the background. "Marek here will take you to the locker room."
Felo led them away with a grunt, but even the grunt seemed to have a heavy Eastern European accent.
Obi-Wan checked to make sure Kitty was absolutely not following them. Then, he leaned in to whisper close to Loras's ear, "I don't know the bracket, but it's possible you could be fighting immediately, since they're going to 'squeeze you in'. And I'm sure he'll keep us on opposite sides."
Obi-Wan didn't go so far as to explain how he knew this, but his tone was heavy and even, matter-of-fact and dead at the same time.