"Has anyone ever told you that you're far too amicable?"

Once again, it's not a protest. Maybe a bit annoyed, though. Loras is himself not unkind, but he's not so openly giving to people. He finds that trait in others to be exasperating after too long.

The fire melts away much of the frustration. The heat is almost stinging against the chill still in his skin but he shifts closer. Loras holds his gloved hands to the flame. "You should get some sort of rest. I know camp isn't far from here, but it's been a long day."