Again that ripple of repetition runs through the Jawas, until it focuses back on the response of the same one that spoke previously. This one's answer is sharp and interrogatory, as they reach out with one hand to gesture toward the vial, point once, twice, and ending with a question. How many?

Their interest is very clear, and Kanan tucks away even the faintest hint of a smile. So far, so good.

"It'll keep your gear running clean for longer," he says, not to tell the Jawas, but to let them know he and Hera understand exactly what they're offering.