[He's still a bit in shock, probably, that Loras could be hurt at all. He's one of the finest knights in Westeros, but a battle isn't anything like a melee or a joust. Renly presses a kiss to his forehead and strokes his thumb over Loras's knuckles.] Lord Commander of the Kingsguard is a title you deserve. It doesn't mean I will ever be alright with you being hurt.

How bad is the pain? Should I call someone in with milk of the poppy?