Hayley takes a deep breath. Her heart starts pounding again with the anticipation of what she's about to do. It feels right somehow, feels like the thing to do. Maybe this is what trusting someone is. Whatever the cause, she lets out her breath and then steps back, opening the door halfway. She drops her gaze for a second and then lifts it to him again.

It's a silent invitation. She has given him enough space to enter without touching her and trusts him not to kill her for now. Even if her heart is beating in her throat. That Jor-El calls what he was a monster is evidence enough for her that he's better now. She knows a monster when she sees one. It's reassuring that, in this case at least, so does he.