Whenever Loras and Obi-Wan were together, they usually seemed curse to be unwaveringly serious. Oddly, it felt natural to smile around Obi, not a smile that was forced or faint, but a broad one that was bright and full of humour. This, however, could be accredited with having spent the night with Renly. One could not be too sure.
"You enjoyed it," Loras teased, giving an emphatic tug on his towel to tighten it more as if Ob-Wan had been quite privileged to get a good eye full.
Surprised, Loras stopped at the door just as he was reaching for the knob. He turned and looked at Obi behind the thin curtain of steam that was settling in the bathroom. "Am I?" he asked. He'd noticed, of course, but he was used to working late sometimes and shrugged up one slender shoulder. "What's the matter?" he asked. "Did you miss me that much?"