"No," Kanan agrees, holding the door before stepping through himself.
His 'I don't' is swallowed up by the noise bursting out to greet them, the sound of the horns and percussion from the band, the deep basso voices of two Gamorreans set up by the door, a sudden yelling fight erupting from a dark corner of the bar --
It's child's play to duck the mug that gets launched in their direction by a too-excited Chadra-Fan, shaking it off and stepping farther into the cantina.
The lights are surprisingly bright, maybe with the goal of blinding patrons to the dust and dirt rather than hiding it. Either that, or whoever's manning the lights for the band suffered an enormous miscue. Kanan's not sure which he'd bet on first, but if the brilliance lasts longer than a minute or so, it's probably a permanent condition.
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His 'I don't' is swallowed up by the noise bursting out to greet them, the sound of the horns and percussion from the band, the deep basso voices of two Gamorreans set up by the door, a sudden yelling fight erupting from a dark corner of the bar --
It's child's play to duck the mug that gets launched in their direction by a too-excited Chadra-Fan, shaking it off and stepping farther into the cantina.
The lights are surprisingly bright, maybe with the goal of blinding patrons to the dust and dirt rather than hiding it. Either that, or whoever's manning the lights for the band suffered an enormous miscue. Kanan's not sure which he'd bet on first, but if the brilliance lasts longer than a minute or so, it's probably a permanent condition.
"So. This is nice."