In a currently shuttered part of his mind, Loras knew that this had to be a dream, that he'd wake up in is own bed, or Gods help him, in someone else's bed, and that Renly would fade to his memory banks again. The most disused, logical part of him knew this.
That, however, did not make the sudden realization that Renly Baratheon wasn't aware that Loras' very existence, any less horrifying. No recognition filled Renly's eyes, only that look of distinct unfamiliarity, and it made Loras' stomch turn.
"Renly," he said again, this time louder. "Don't-"
Renly acted as though Loras was going to come after him. Maybe it wasn't Renly and it was just Loras' wishful thinking.