"But he's not just me." There were many things about the Erics that had been similar, but also many things that hadn't been. They were the same vampire in two different places and they had adapted in two different ways. He didn't know really how to explain his feelings on the matter, but it was likely that Baba would be able to feel them for herself.
"You know very well that whatever container you come in, I'll be happy with. But it has seemed that you're smoother around the edges than you were previously. In a metaphoric kind of way."
Eric sat back on the edge of the tub, it was his turn to watch. He quickly kissed Baba's palm as it passed over his face to his hair.
"Depends on which people you mean. Vikings or Vampires. Both are steeped in tradition, though vampire weddings usually happen for reasons to do with areas and have an end date on the contract. Viking weddings aren't particularly lavish when compared to today's standards, though they did tend to last a week, the celebrations, ending on a Friday. Swords exchanged between the betrothed and then rings. Lots of drink and food. We can create a whole new tradition, if you like. I've it in mind to make it something grand and unavoidable."
There were two main reasons for this, neither of which he was going to bring up in this moment. They were having a pleasant talk.
"In vampire law, if an important artifact is exchanged between a non-vampire and vampire who have been bonded, it's essentially a marriage."