Once that rhythm has been fully established, and the energy of the room is up, Kanan joins in on the stamping.

They're singing fast enough that he can't quite catch all the words, but he can follow the chorus after three repetitions.

And really, getting to see Hera sing is always a treat. Something in it calls to her, even if the rest of the galaxy makes her self-conscious about, and here and now --

Here and now she's letting that music take her away, and Kanan's not going to let anything interrupt that.

Not anything.

(That's right, Zeb, you stay right where you are.)