Jor-El approaches shortly after; if Kal-El's words to the girl hold any specific meaning to him, he's personally unaffected, as if he hasn't heard their contents whatsoever.

"No, this isn't cruel or malicious." He sets a hand on her shoulder, as he has done only once before. Again, there is no pressure, barely a touch.

"This is honesty, and fact. Your people- you humans- put far too much emphasis on compassion where it isn't needed. For yourselves or others." The hand suddenly tightens with the emphasized word, quickly, from being barely there until it's a vise on her shoulder, sharp and painful, but barely not crushing, not yet where it would have to be to leave lasting injury before it suddenly stops, the pressure gone again in not even a split second.

"Actually learn to use logic instead of abusing it and you might survive."