Spike opens his eyes again at the second voice. Even if it makes complete sense for her to be here, he looks to Lucrezia with the same mix of confusion and reaching memory. Not long after, his expression softens and a small smile attempts to erase any trace of seriousness. There's really no need to make things awkward by thanking her for their taste in coffins and whatever that implies. He still doesn't know.

"I'm not sure we'll be on speaking terms after that." As if he used to pal around with the Castle. It shows a great amount of control to compartmentalize enough to make the joke, but they shouldn't expect too much out of him. Rising form the dead can take a lot out of a guy. "How long?"