Mike's eyes closed at the touch, though Carrick's face was as closed off as ever Mike took comfort in that gesture. Believing in Carrick's words and gestures, not minding that the vampire's expressions were so closed off. It lent a form of comfort all its own.
When he was reprimanded his eyes opened again and he listened and his cast his eyes down. Yes, of course Carrick was right. He shouldn't have been insulting, but they hadn't stopped pushing him. He'd gotten upset and had forgotten himself. He gave a nod as Carrick mentioned his punishment; he knew what to do. So he moved up and laid across Carrick's lap, raising the nightgown to expose himself as he was naked beneath.
Camilla for her part remained stony, though mention of shame upon her an eyebrow had twitched with agitation. the vampire was a menace and she regretted approaching him with Michael. Ruined what was a perfect slave.