When talking about people moving away or wanting them to move away, I often talk about how they're going to "On the moon, or whatever" and we'll never see them again.
Today, I was talking about friends who moved during the pandemic and Comrade said "You'll probably see them again."
"Yea," I said. "It's not like they moved to the moon this time. They couldn't. Our passports aren't accepted there."
Comrade furrowed his brow. "But our flag is there. That's Our Moon. We shouldn't need a passport to go there."