"So I've heard," Loras answered, trying not to be amused by the obvious sound of sticky peanut butter in Obi's mouth and throat. He still missed the beard, but it was times like now that he was glad it was gone. What if some of that peanut butter landed in it?
"Getting worse?" he asked, finally taking a swallow of his orange juice. He was oddly casual. After hearing Renly's dream, nothing seemed so dramatic to him that it warranted his shock, or even sometimes his pity. Not that Loras had ever really, tecnically pitied Obi-Wan...