Re: Library
Emrys had started to pull a book of poetry off of the shelf when he heard the door open and his name called. His first instinct was to pull his hand back quickly. They weren't his or his masters after all. But when he turned and saw Stiles, his nervousness disappeared quickly and he gave a bright smile.
"Stiles! Hello again," he replied happily. The boy had wondered if he was going to see the other slave today. "I just had to step away for a few moments. It got a bit overwhelming with all of the people. What about you? How have you been?"