Again the Jawa's conversation ripples out and back, breaking apart into several streams this time, and only gradually settling down into one. That, of course, is helped by the fact that Tsedec raises their hand and trills something quick and high-pitched, silencing the rest of them.

Then they nod, hold out one empty hand, jerking their head in Hera's direction. This is followed by three quick syllables, repeated twice.

Essentially -- 'What do you want?'

Kanan keeps his mouth shut this time. Just to be safe.