Already sweating, Loras peeled off his own shirt and hoodie and removed his shoes. He stuffed everything into his gym bag and pulled out a spit guard. He wrapped his knuckles and feet in tape, then offered it to Obi. He didn't look at the bracket. He didn't want to.
"Where am I?" he asked Obi as he pulled on his gloves. He didn't touch his hair, leaving it in its tight braid.