Kalinda wanted to keep on pacing, wanted to keep on moving, but she let Michael turn her towards him. She waited for moment or two, and then couldn't stand it, reaching up and brushing the hair out of his eyes. 

"Call them" She said softly, stepping back, "I'm going to go clean up. I'm sure I look half crazed" She said, smiled, grabbing a few things out of her pack, she started to a bathroom, then looked over her shoulder at him. "I missed you. If Coop wakes, there's dog food in my bag" 

She proceeded to clean up, when she reached the bathroom, washing her face, and brushing her hair. She studied her reflection. She was still pale, and she hated that. Still, she couldn't do anything about that. She changed into shorts and a T-shirt, shaking her suit to rid it of any dust, dirt and other particles, before folding it up gently, then set the daggers and knives she had had on with it, keeping two daggers, which she put on a holder in the small of her back, slipping some of the smoke and poison bombs she had into her short pockets, and then heading back out