Earth! Croach isn't sure how he was pulled into a telepathic current populated by denizens of Earth, but perhaps that is another answer beyond his understanding. His antennae twitch in curiosity and a small measure of excitement. "Of the humans present, is one of them that recently-presidential-candidate Cactoid Jim?" With a large measure of pride, he adds, "He and I are friends." What? He could be there. You don't know. Maybe they were both brought here to save the day. Actually, maybe... "Or perhaps a human by the name of Sparks Nevada?"