"That... isn't just something you can dictate, Gar. Many, many generations ago, we used to go to other races who had achieved space flight. We offered them our technology and knowledge, we offered to help lift them up. On Hala, the homeworld of my father, they didn't like that it was the other sentient species of their planet that our knowledge would be gifted to. They killed the Skrull delegation, stole our tech, and killed the other race on their planet. And we didn't know. The diplomats were gone for long periods quite regularly. We didn't know until they started attacking our colony worlds. And so a war of millenia began."

And they lost so much in hte process.