Henry's lips lifted in a smile as Iestyn tried not to laugh and his brand new lack of swearing. He snorted too, and went to glance over the things Iestyn had been given. A lot of it was actually really nice stuff, though whether they had wanted any of this should have come from them and not Krampus.
Henry sighed and then he glanced at Iestyn, trying to guess his mood. "I don't- I didn't want you to have to see it. And I would never-" He swallowed roughly, "it was a whip. A small one, for play, but still a whip. I'm sorry." It wasn't his fault, sure, but he was still sorry Iestyn would have to think about his trauma on Christmas. But if Henry had refused to answer, Iestyn might have wondered and filled in the blanks with similar or worse.