Emrys didn't understand how someone could enjoy being treated like that constantly. To him it seemed so sad and part of him pitied her, though he didn't show it. After all, slaves were brought up different ways and he supposed that as long as they were happy and content and they were able to please their master that was all that mattered. He made no real comment, just letting out a soft hum in his response as he turned back to his sandwich.
As he ate he went over in his mind the things he had left to do. It actually wasn't too much so he considered what to make for dinner. And maybe after, if their master wasn't too tired or busy, he would allow Emrys to play piano again. He had grown to love the times when he could just get lost in the world of classical music.
"Is there anything in particular you'd enjoy to go with supper tonight?" He asked Jenn thoughtfully. "I should be done with my chores early so I was thinking of doing something a little fancier. Maybe making a dessert as well of I manage my time right.."