[Only when they reach his suite does he release his hand from her shoulder, both to open the door and allow her to enter.
Once they are inside, he begins to speak.]
Krypton had long grown stagnant by my time. Our resources were depleted, and rather than search elsewhere, against my recommendation they decided to harvest from the planet's core, which destabilized it.
I was not the only one who was against the council's decisions; far from it. A former friend of mine was also discontent with the direction the council was taking us in, with their refusal to accept change. We had contrasting opinions, however, on how it should be resolved, which had led to our falling out. His was not peaceable.
The day he undertook his coup was also the day my wife and I launched Kal-El's ship to save him from the rest of the planet's fate. He discovered our plans while we were in the midst of preparations.
In his effort to stop the launch, we fought, and he killed me.
[There were certain details that were better off left unmentioned, such as what led to Zod pursuing him in the first place. It was for the better that as few people as possible learned of the codex. The manner of his death was, though personal, in the grand scheme of things here insignificant. It was already readily apparent that the majority of those who knew of Kal-El were already aware that he had been the last of his kind, at least elsewhere.]
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Once they are inside, he begins to speak.]
Krypton had long grown stagnant by my time. Our resources were depleted, and rather than search elsewhere, against my recommendation they decided to harvest from the planet's core, which destabilized it.
I was not the only one who was against the council's decisions; far from it. A former friend of mine was also discontent with the direction the council was taking us in, with their refusal to accept change. We had contrasting opinions, however, on how it should be resolved, which had led to our falling out. His was not peaceable.
The day he undertook his coup was also the day my wife and I launched Kal-El's ship to save him from the rest of the planet's fate. He discovered our plans while we were in the midst of preparations.
In his effort to stop the launch, we fought, and he killed me.
[There were certain details that were better off left unmentioned, such as what led to Zod pursuing him in the first place. It was for the better that as few people as possible learned of the codex. The manner of his death was, though personal, in the grand scheme of things here insignificant. It was already readily apparent that the majority of those who knew of Kal-El were already aware that he had been the last of his kind, at least elsewhere.]