Sinclair looks at Wolfgang, thinks of all their interactions together. They had barely blinked when they’d first met him. They don’t tend to joke much. They’re kind and thoughtful. They’re also odd and absentminded and fanciful, but he doesn’t think they’d suggest a trip to the moon and then try to make it seem more logical if there weren’t some truth behind it.
“...Are you saying you’ve been to the moon? You can do that?” The idea of that level of power is astonishing.