[Renly stops in his endeavor to leave hickeys under Loras's collar when he's asked how he's doing, and sighs, resting his forehead against his lover's shoulder. He half thinks about lying, saying he's as good as new, so that Loras won't worry, but Loras knows better, will hear differently from Highgarden's maester when he goes to talk to him.]

Better than before, of course. The maester says I will never quite be the same, though. Still, it is nothing to worry about, love.