Spinelli had been practically brimming over with excitement from the moment the mission had been announced - although he'd managed to keep most of it from showing. The whole thing had seemed like a wonderful sort of dream, and he'd spent most of the conversation off in his head somewhere enjoying it.

This, however, was enough to bring his focus back to the group, and he looked over at Sirius with a quizzical tilt of his head. "But would you not say any planet capable of sustaining life would be alive, at least in the most general sense? It would have to have the delicate balance necessary that would allow it to take the building blocks of life and nurture them until they blossom into a true level of being. Or...are you insinuating that there is more to this puzzle, perhaps a level of sentience heretofore unheard of in a celestial body?"