Kyle once again said something that Cobb didn't understand. Spotify? What was that? Some word that didn't translate into Galactic Basic? He thinks about asking but decides against it. It doesn't really matter anyway.

"Sometimes we all gather in the cantina at night after a long day. Someone will start playin' something and if we know it, we all join in," Cobb says with a fond little smile. Damn, he misses Mos Pelgo something fierce sometimes. "Don't need a radio when that happens."

Something he could never see this town doing together, honestly. Not just because they didn't know each other's music but because no one felt that close to each other.