In a small space of time, Loras had gotten to know Obi-Wan more than he'd known almost anyone else in his life, and he knew that something was off when Obi went. He was sure he'd always be able to tell, and he made it a point to check in on him later.
As Margaery settled against him, Loras put his arm around her shoulders and leaned back against the cushions. It felt like he was back home and they were sitting and having a thumb war, only this was no thumb war. He knew who They were, he didn't even need to ask. "You can," he told her. "You can still do that, just...without them, I suppose." They'd not wanted him to come out here either, but that had been a different situation.