Obi-Wan had every reason to be selfish, just like Loras did. Loras' stomach churned. He wanted to sick up, but now wasn't the time, and so he forced himself to stay grounded and pull himself together.
"And the baby?" he asked at length, clearing his throat as he fished for a way out of the subject of Renly's dreams. He trembled a little, but not as badly as he had been before. "Does the baby live at least?" He had to know, the question nearly a desperation for some sort of silver lining.