Hayley holds the cape out even as he declines it and for another few seconds beyond that, as if expecting that he'll change his mind. Eventually, finally, she withdraws the item and lightly holds it against herself. It's an unconscious gesture of both affection and protection, wanting to keep the cape safe and to keep it near. "What about your.. uniform.. thing?"

Having just thanked him, she can't bring herself to say it again. It feels inadequate anyway. Some part of her mind curses her for becoming so attached to Jor-El as another part takes solace from the velvet between her fingers.