Kalinda rose to explore the ship, happily finding some sandwiches and drinks. She brought them back to the others, and handed them out, sitting back down with one she had devoured it in moments. She opened her drink, a can of Pepsi. "Ah, cold caffeine is there anything better?" She said happily. Some people would think she wasn't taking it seriously, but Kalinda was. She just simply chose not to let it brother her. 

She watched Michael and listened as he spoke, she pondered what he said, wondering why he had this hatred of SHIELD and Fury. "Micky, what's your problem with these people?" She said, "we have access to all this stuff, giving us a better way of finding Frost and stopping him, but you hate them. Why?" Kalinda was aware that she was probably playing with fire, but she had always been a bit reckless.