Hearing the raised voice the boy jumped a little, his first instinct to duck his head back down. But then there was a hand on his cheek and he automatically leaned into the touch, eyes slipping closed briefly. Oh how he'd missed it.
"You're not a bad master," he said quietly, letting their fingers tangle together. He still felt so unsure and slightly nervous around the other man. He wanted things to go back to the way they were as well, but that would take time. "You're learning. Even Masters make mistakes."
Leaning forward cautiously, Emrys pressed his lips against Mirs in an almost feather like kiss. He wanted the man to know that he still cared for his master. "I'm sorry I was so angry Sir." he murmured softly. "I just...had never been punished like that. It was new and frightening" Not to mention that he hadn't done anything, but they didn't need to discuss that detail any further