The far off tone in Obi-Wan's voice did not go amiss, but Loras let him have his moment without interruption. He sipped at his beer, pulling a face at the bitterness of the drink, something he'd probably have to get accustomed to if he and Obi were going to make fishing a routine thing.
"Let's hope he did a good job," Loras said casually, "Or we'll be going home without supper tonight." He meant it in jest. Whoever this man was, he was sure Obi-Wan had learned a lot from him. The sun just felt too warm to stay serious for too long.