Zod nods as well, though still a bit distractedly. He feels...different. It's a feeling he remembers quite well, actually, though he's only felt it once before. But he decides it's best not to mention it. At least, not until he's had a chance to see for himself. Which he is in a bit of a hurry to go and do.

"Of course," he replies quickly, clearing his throat and giving her another glance over. "Be safe, Tess. Call if you need us. And we can finish that talk whenever you'd like."