She took another long drink, shifting on the bench so that she was properly facing Adela, and giving her a steely look. "Senpai, most of the time I highly respect you, but more and more there are these moments where I have to wonder if somebody replaced the 'logic' and 'common sense' parts of your brain with sugar, flowers, and rampant idealism."

A bit harsh, perhaps, but holding back or being subtle wouldn't fix whatever problem Adela was having understanding a man who seemed to make so much sense to Ami, normally. "Patching things up is fine, but...well, with your attitude and your reactions..." Ami thought about it at length, until she figured out a way to put it that Adela might understand.

"It's like...it's like, say you and he started out at the top of a mountain. And somebody carried you all the way to the base. He isn't obligated to go down and haul your deadweight all the way back up, or even meet you half-way. No matter what the reason, you left him alone, and only started writing to him on a whim. Because of me." Ami bit her lip. "I can't guarantee anything but...he might have chosen to cut some footholds in that mountain for you. It might be your job to find them."

But given the views Ami had just expressed, she wasn't sure how much success Adela would meet on that front.