A.J. blinked a little at the kitty rushing into the common room. "Angel?" he asked, pretty sure he recognized her, but a little confused as to what she was doing there and wondering if something was chasing her with that run. He really didn't want to deal with it if it was someone's dog or something.

And now A.J. was wishing it had been someone's obnoxiously overexcited dog chasing Angel. He bit his lip, looking down toward the kitty hiding behind his legs. "Um...Think I found something of yours..." He lifted a foot, trying to encourage Angel out from behind him by making it seem less like a good hiding spot.

If A.J. didn't know any better, he'd almost think that cat was doing this on purpose. "Come on, Angel," he said lightly, bending over to try to pick her up.

A.J.'s breath was pretty much held the entire time they'd been close, and, with straightening, he seemed to hold himself in a way to make up for the loss of distance in those few moments. He gave Angel a brief scritch behind her ears before handing her back to Annette. "Don't worry about it," he said. If he wasn't feeling like keeping words to a minimum, he'd mention that it's a common room, a free world, pets tend to go places, blah blah blah. But he did want to keep words short, so that was all he said, with a light, weak smile that went away quickly as he turned slightly away to take care of some of the mess from the hair adventure.

"Hm?" A.J. asked, trying not to really look over toward Annette but unable to help doing so just a little bit.

A.J. bit his lip a little, eyes still down. He bet that she got it for him a while ago, before the blowout and didn't really know what to do with it no w. "Maybe," he said, quietly, "when I get yours; that way we can exchange them."