"It's not cold-blooded. It's good sense." Even without the mask, Dick was very much in Nightwing-mode at the moment. He had his chin propped up by his folded hands, mouth pressed to a thin line. "We're not going to use the Kents as leverage. That's Kal's play, from everything I've seen here and through our intel. All we're going to do is give them the information that we have and let them make their choice." His eyes cut to Kon with a nod. "Kon knows the Kents, probably better than anybody else here. I'm sure he knows very well what they'll do with the information.

"Still," he said after another moment. "This group is going to be far too small to go up against Superman and his merry band of Leaguers without some more help. Especially since Kon will probably be the one keeping Kal busy. And Cassie will probably take Diana." He considered it for a moment. "We should be able to pull some of Kal's folks over to our side. Barry never struck me as the type to be completely on board with what Kal's been doing. Cyborg and Raven we might be able to pull back over if we can show them proof that the Titans weren't taken down by J. Q. Random Villain." He was more certain about Cyborg than Raven, though. Even in their world, Raven had her moments. "That means a trip to the Fortress of Solitude in order to free the Titans, because they have no reason to believe us straight out."

Having Dick there would probably make them pause, but possibly not enough to be of use.