"Of course I did." Eric smiled. He'd been told before - and heard whisperings - that he was fantastic in bed. That he'd been able to verify that for himself had been a nice twist in the adventure he'd had. "Two of me and two of Pam, all rolled into one bed. I really do wish you'd been there."
Even if she'd just sat on the sidelines and watched, Eric knew that she would have enjoyed herself quite a bit. All four of them had.
He was glad that the ring had stayed in tact through the transfer in worlds. Though he was a little surprised to hear about Hank's reaction to it. "No? What doesn't he like about it? That I've laid claim? Does he think you two can't continue your fun?"
There was careful washing of the bottoms of Baba's feet, so that she wouldn't be tickled and ruin the moment. He moved from one leg to the other, in opposite directions.
"I don't think it's cliche, or strange, actually. The way the blood works is that as tightly bonded as we are, there's going to be a calming presence for both of us. It doesn't just go one way. But you were mad that I wasn't there, that I didn't protect you. I'm angry at that too, absurdly."
Eric sat back when he was finished cleaning, offering a hand out of the tub just as he'd offered to help her get into it. Once she was out, he would fetch a towel and dry her.