Obi-Wan's three words still rang through his mind as he watched Renly, never once taking his eyes from him. Renly didn't need to explain anything and Loras wished that he wouldn't. He wished that Renly would just stop talking about the dream, but he didn't want Renly to go to sleep either.
Loras' gaze settled on the gentle rise and fall of Renly's chest. The breathing was comforting, it meant Renly was alive. The smirk brought a soft sob-laugh from Loras. Leave it to the noble asshole to smirk even now.
"Just cute?" he encouraged with a shaky voice. If Renly wanted to talk about his dreams, then so be it. At least he was talking.