[Renly just smiles slightly, dryly, in agreement, fitting himself lightly around Loras as best he can without jarring his injuries or putting uncomfortable pressure on any of his sore spots. He presses a light kiss to his temple.]

Then I'll stay all night. [Unless his bannermen came looking for him for another damnable strategy meeting, but he hopes they'll leave it be for a night. Still, Randyll Tarly and the others don't and shouldn't know about him and Loras, so if they come calling, he'll have to leave.] Mm, you were never much of a squire. Still, I do thank you, every morning and every night. You're the only prayer of mine the gods ever listened to.