He words make him purse his lips. Loras would rather take it upon himself, but he knows this place is strange, and it's better to have someone with him. Must it be Robb of all people?

And yet - Loras sighs. He'll take defeat on this one. He knows how fond Margaery is of him. He sees the way her face lights up and how happy she is, and it's not unlike how he'd be around Renly. Loras can't begrudge his sister that joy.

"If I won't be imposing upon him."