Leave it up to Renly, a man who had just dreamed of his brother being killed, to be more concerned about someone else's state than of his own. Selflessness and kindness had always been just some of Renly's greatest virtues. Loras had always admired him for this, because he could hardly find it in himself to do the very same.
Even in this light, he could see Renly looking back at him. Loras pulled Renly against him, wanting to tell him to shut up and not worry. He dropped a kiss to Renly's hair, sweeping the strands back behind the man's ear. "I'm fine," he promised. "I can make you some breakfast if you'd like." Anything to get him out of this bed where the dreams could take them both.