"Shut up." Kanda snarls, the usual bite not in his voice. He's upset but not particularly angry. He's more worried than anything, hurt and jealous. "You don't care about me at all."

He sighs and nuzzles his neck a little, burying his head in his shoulder. He's not exactly clingy--Kanda doesn't do clingy--but he is semi-affectionate. How long that affection will last is a mystery. "…Leave me alone for so long again and I'll disembowel you." Such a sweet talker, your husband. But there's no truth to his words, he's said such things before. Occasionally he hits you but that's the extent of his lashing out. "I missed you. And don't try to make me say it again."