Hallbjorn did not object to carrying all of the bags. He was not frightened by the mall or anything within it. He was no mortal man. The trips to the various stores did not bother him, and he was content to follow along after Kara and pay for whatever pleased her. That was what it was all about. It was a male's duty and privilege to provide for his mate.<br/><br/>They seemed to at last be done, and Hallbjorn glanced towards the jewelry store that Kara pointed out. He shrugged. "We can look." He said. He entered the store and looked around at what they had. Some of the bands were not to his taste. He did not consider anything that sported a precious stone. While it may not have mattered to Kara was it looked like Hallbjorn wanted to be a little picky about the sign of his commitment to her. In the end, nothing suited his fancy, and he left without making a purchase.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn would have held Kara's hand on their way out, but there were too many bags. She had to settle for holding his arm if she wished. Hallbjorn stored all of the bags in the back of the truck's spacious cab. Their next visit was to the bank, and along the way Hallbjorn stopped for an iced coffee. He also purchased anything for Kara that she may have wished. In the bank it was not really very fun, but because Hallbjorn had a special, elite card the matter was handled by a man in a suit and they sat in a nice office off to the side rather than being served by one of the tellers. The man at the bank was very nice and treated the pair of them well, making everything very easy. He did not talk down to Kara, either, as some men did in these types of situation. He assured the pair of them that a card for Kara with her name with her name on it would be mailed out within the week. Hallbjorn also had him add Kara as a beneficiary to all of his holdings with the bank, in case anything ever happened she would get access to all of his wealth. He also gave them his card and warmly asked them to contact him if they had any banking needs.<br/><br/>As they left, he held Kara's hand. He got in the truck and drove them to the shop of the elf who resized the ring that Kara wore. There, Hallbjorn was sure he would find something that he would like. The elf was surprised to see them again, but the promise of profit was enough to soothe his nerves. Hallbjorn looked over the offerings on display, and then asked if there was anything else. Of course there was. In a back room, the elf had finer pieces. There were rings and chains and brooches and all manner of baubles, made with an immortal's skill honed over centuries and in materials faded from the knowledge of modernity and gathered in worlds other than Gaia.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn did not want anything gaudy and overwrought. But there was a ring. It was a band fashioned of platinum. Hallbjorn selected it, and the elf fitted it to him. Hallbjorn waited patiently, holding Kara's hand while the elf worked. When he was done, Hallbjorn paid and then donned the platinum band on his left ring finger.<br/><br/>They left, and Hallbjorn glanced left and right on the street.<br/><br/>"I think the only thing left is a small freezer for the bedroom so you can have ice cream in the bedroom?" Hallbjorn asked Kara.