There's a lot going on, and it looks like Kara and J'onn just need to take a moment to breathe. Her pseudo father is probably offering her some much needed words of wisdom while she worries about Mon-El.
Winn: So last night the space-time continuum ripped apart in the middle of your apartment, which only makes it slightly less intense than last year's Thanksgiving. Kara: Any idea what caused it? Winn: Oh maybe some extra-dimensional being just had a craving for your mom's cranberry relish.