"We don't have magic. So... we built rockets. Big, metal machines forged in factories and furnaces that spew the remains of dinosaurs, the entire thing calculated to minute decimal points by our greatest scientists. All so we could take a man, put him in a suit to let him breathe in space, put him in a rocket so he could reach space, and drop him on the moon. Every single one of those steps, each of those processes... generations of combined work. Just to say we did it, and to say who got to it first; humans are naturally competitive, just as they are cooperative, and several nations participated in this 'Space Race'." Arnon continues, before smiling at the Princess, and her wide-eyed and ever-curious stare.