Things had been starting to get better between the two as the week moved on. Emrys still had some hesitations and still wasn't quite back to his old self, but he was getting there. He was grateful that Mir hadn't pushed him, letting the boy go at his own pace
He was in the living room, reading one of the books Mir had gotten him when he heard the man come inside. He had been a little confused when his master had said he was going out. Sundays were usually just spent being lazy and curled up in bed most of the day. Before Emrys might have questioned it, but today he had simply nodded and grabbed his book, not having any chores to do. When the werewolf called him to the bedroom, he set the story aside and headed upstairs, wondering what the other had gone out for.
Reaching their bedroom, Emrys eyed the bags before turning to Mir curiously. "you called for me Master?"