AJ looks like she's beginning to vibrate with all of her barely contained frustration. It doesn't help that she's feeling heat-sick and exhausted and hungry and thirsty and there's an alien made out of ice water who could relieve about three of those things without much work who is offering at least one solution but he's so fucking scummy she can't bear to come closer.

She'd throw another stick if she had one.

"Listen," she spits. "I just don't want you thinking I'm coming over there because I'm fucking weak. I'm not! I'm only doing this because you and me know the shit that gets pulled when you go off on your fucking own in the places we've been through. I'm just doing this because we should stick together!" And she's been stepping closer, plunking her ass on the undergrowth nearby, scooting the rest of the way like an angry little dog.