[He's struggled wrapping his head around different worlds — a concept thankfully eased by the existence of the Colterons in greater galactic space — but time is something else altogether. It shouldn't shock him, listening to Eugene explain it. That sort of power would have to exist if it could bring them all here.]

Uh, yeah. Ahead of you by a couple of centuries. [But we won't specify because the comic never does.] Really, the moon? Damn. You're old.

[The levity helps, a smirk stretching across his mouth. If a little tamed.]

We got to the moon and went even further. Colonized Mars. Built spaceships, you probably know what those are now, huh? Feels like you're handling this a lot better than someone else from back then should.