No matter how many times he saw Loras fight, his heart still stuck in his throat whenever the young knight took a blow. He would've abandoned the entire war effort if it meat that Loras remained unharmed.
"I won't lose you, I can't."
"You worry too much. I'm fine. It's just a scratch."
"You're coughing blood! That's not a just a scratch."
"I'll be fine. Sit down, I'm getting tired just watching you pace."
"Sorry…I just….I don't know what I'd do without you at my side."
"The same thing you're doing now. You'd boost morale, you'd lead your men into battle, and you'd become a great King."
"Half a King - I'd be half a man without you, and you know it."
"No you wouldn't. You're much stronger than you give yourself credit for. I've seen you hold your own against a man twice your size now, and you've lost men before."
"Men, yes, but not you…never you. I'm not going to lose you now! Not after all of this…this madness! I'd be lost without you."
"Even if I were going to die, which I'm not, you would endure…you would have to."
"I wouldn't want to."
"No, but you'd do it just the same."
