"I don't know!" Loras snapped, turning away when he felt tears in his eyes. He shoved them back, his bottom lip trembling until he pulled it between his teeth. He thought about fleeing, but he stayed. What good would it do to leave?
Steadying his breathing only worked when he wasn't so angry. His shoulders lifted and fell sporadically. "He doesn't know either," he added at length. When he was certain no tears would fall, he looked at Obi again, swallowing a painful lump in his throat. Weren't they talking about Obi-Wan a second ago? He hated himself for saying anything at all.