Spike nodded, understanding. "I've had a few from my world show up and take pretty unkindly to me for... well, not exactly similar reasons, but close enough. They wanted me dead, I had less violent but not great farewells with them myself. It gets harder when you're cramped in a small community with other people who know versions of your own world."
He chuckled at the comment. "Yeah. Well you seemed more amused by him flirting with that sop at the bar than intimidated. As for the rest, well. Cheers to findings the people who aren't like their people." He only tipped his bottle neck towards the other, making no indication for them (Khan) to reach out himself. He looked better with some food in him and was speaking more fluidly, but it was hard to tell if that was him pretending or actually gaining strength.
He paused after a slow drink, thinking back over the story for a moment before he shrugged. "For what it's worth I've never been to space, and I was never particularly a fan of San Fransisco. You're alright by me."