Michael froze the second he saw you, you were unconscious(he was hoping), rubble scattered around you, there were tears in your suit and your goggles were cracked, bits of plastic scattered around your face. He scrambled over to you, tripping over the rubble around him. The bad guy was taken care of but at what cost. He held your face,"Come on, Bug. Open your eyes."He whispered, he couldn't feel your warmth through the suit, he struggled to look for a pulse point, he could feel one but it was getting weaker. He scooped you up, whispering reassurances."We're going to get you all fixed up, Bug. I promise.."