"Mars, Earth, Neptune, they all look the same from far enough away," Spike replied, passively, scratching at his head - with the cigarette hand, consequentially probably tapping a bit of ash into his hair but oh well - and peering up at Nanoha, curiously. Introductions to this strange-ass place.

"Spike," he offered in return. "I have too many questions. Let's start with the most important, because I need a drink. Something hard."