A.J. sighed a little. He had Ino head down in a sink right now, so that gave him at least one position of authority. If his words pissed her off, he'd be able to do at least something to defend himself. Like hold her under until she cooled off. "Well, it's just..." he started, quietly, tentatively, working out his nerves through her hair, "I don't get it. I know you like to yell and argue and stuff so I see why there's an appeal, but...it just sounds like...so much trouble. I mean, do you really, really care about him? It seems like, for the most part, you're sort of...meh. But I don't want to assume on anything; there could just be more there that I don't see, but..."

Feeling like he was starting to lack in the sense department, A.J. just let himself trail off.