Kalinda had done what she could, but news of other buildings beginning to fall prompted her into action. She couldn't selfishly just stand around. Giving a communicator, she started to do what she could, occasionally rushing in when no other agent would, to crumbling buildings and quickly searching them, a few times she managed to get people out. She was carrying a toddler out, who she had found under a bed, shrieking for his mother, when Michaels voice came through the communicator. 

Feeling herself go weak with relief, she handed the toddler quickly to the woman that rushed up, assuming she was the child's mother. He was alive. Before she even knew what was happening, a camera was in her face. She had never done well with cameras. She froze, and glared at the camera man, the reporter that did seem to hesitate, before speaking.

"No comment" Kalinda said quickly, cutting the reporter off. She turned, and fled, someone was doing this mess, causing it, and she couldn't sit by when she could help. She pulled up her hood, rendering herself invisible, when mortified, she saw herself on a large electronic billboard, rushing in to the building to save the toddler. 

Well. He would know she was here now. Still, she didn't speak. She ran through the streets, avoiding most of the damage, searching.