You already have a mother and father on Earth. [Jor presumes. How else has Kal grown to become the man he is today, stronger and more resilient than Jor could ever have imagined, unless he's had someone to care for him? Someone kind. Well-meaning. Just. Those are all of Jor's simple hopes.] I didn't come here intending to replace them, not after so long. They're as much your family now as I am.

Under these rather unique circumstances perhaps you'd like to call me Jor? [He tries for an encouraging smile but it falls somewhat flat. Fathers and sons shouldn't be strangers to one another as they are.] And I could call you by your human name if you prefer. If it -- makes things easier. I'm not here to cause you grief. [Kal.] My son.