Major Zod had been out taking a walk after having morning coffee. Having to relocate - twice, first to the other hotels and then eventually to other residences - wasn't off putting or unexpected to him. When you're in the military, one is supposed to be used to any change at a moment's notice. And he even understood it. There were many people and soon the current living arrangements will be overcrowded. He only had one small disappointment - not being asked to help in the demolition. With his power s, he was capable of leveling entire cities, reducing a couple hotel towers would have been quite easy for him. Oh well.
Now it was the afternoon by the time he was heading back. His super hearing picked up signs of a person in distress and very angry. Not that he had to use his power to hear it anyway. Maybe he could reason with him, get him to calm himself before too much damage was done. Tracking the source of the frustration, noting that the man also had magic with how doors opened for him, he moved quickly at superhuman speed, suddenly appearing in front of the other man as if out of thin air. "You need to calm down," he spoke casually, though his English accent had a slight firmness to it as well, as one used to being an army commander. "Don't misunderstand, I do know your feeling well. But blind rage isn't useful when you don't even know who the culprit is. An experienced warrior would first identify his exact enemy and not strike til then, but it seems you fancy the opposite. I can tell you this, it's none of us responsible for your arrival."