"Promise," she reiterates. Promises don't mean all that much to her, when she's giving them, but she trusts a man like Jor-El to want to keep his.

To the latter, she frowns a little. Hayley takes her distress to her coffee, taking one long sip and then another as she thinks. Suddenly she wonders if a radioactive substance would have an effect on a radioactive being. It's not exactly something she can ask about though, not without hinting at where the rock is. "What do you mean, 'sufficiently shielded?'"