[ he's been so concerned, so focused on the more obvious things he is missing, he hasn't even noticed the bands. it has become such a part of him, something he is so comfortable with that it's absence is only noticeable when she points it out. his eyes focus on the lack of a band around his wrist as well and he growls sort of low and inhumane in the his throat. it's a bit odd to hear without the fangs to accompany it. ]
You are mine and I will not allow anyone to take you away from me.
[ in other words, the bands be damned. he doesn't much care. ]