Michael could only nod, he called his dad to let him know the truth. He knew he was going to get yelled at for doing this in the first place. He didn't like to imagine what was going to happen once he was back at the tower. Still he had to heal first, before the suit could be fixed.

Connor kept punching it, till the punching bag went flying off the hook hitting the wall and busting open spreading sand on the floor. He went to grab another one, "it's my fault because he told me to pull the switch to slow down the engine, and I couldn't do that for him. At least he's alright, but I'm the one that got him into tat position."

He looked at Kalinda for a moment, before putting the bag onto the hook, and started to punch it. He had a lot to think about his father and what was going on with Frost and all of that stuff.