In spite of her teasing, Hayley doesn't expect Jor-El to be. It's not that he isn't a commanding presence, that he's lacking in any intelligence or wisdom. But in an entire population, people of significance are pretty rare. She sure as hell isn't one, in the grand scheme of things, and even some of the superheroes are beginning to seem like one of many. To be the head of the most important Guild and part of a respected family name? He really is kind of a big deal. And it's weird.

"You're serious," she clarifies, just in case. But his look of humor extends only to her words and not his own. As if he ever jokes like that anyway. Although worth of an 'ohmygod' response, Hayley remains too uncomfortable to dip into such amicable territory. Instead, she looks down to the cape and allows her fingers to travel over the material again.

"So the cape shows what guild you're in? Or the leadership? If it's an El thing, I don't really think I should have it." Not with Kal-El around.