Cal was working out. He had grown distant from the others...it was clear that he had been hurt when shiver left without saying goodbye. He was somehow buffer now then six months ago, his muscles more etched then last he had interacted with really anyone. He had thrown himself into missions, working himself to near breaking point resulting in a few scars on his chest and one on his neck. With his speed healing, it shouldn't have happened...but somehow it did.

Cal heard shiver and paused. The inner debate between being happy that she was back and still hurting. The sound of [url=http://youtu.be/tgIqecROs5M]Sail[/url] echoed as it got turned up. Currently, he was shirtless. However, this was soon changed as he pulled on his deep red shirt. He paced in the room he was in as he continued to feel conflicted. The room was filled with workout equipment and a punching bag. A bag he proceeded to go and use to try to feel better.
[@Wick]