Adalgoth sings about the great care Galen and Rochin took of Bodhi, and how the bond of the life-debt deepened true affection. If the medicine they sing about sounds more like herbal poultices than bacta -- well, they imagine what they know.

Galen nods. "I never met Mon Mothma, only heard the name now and then," he whispers. "She was some senator working with the rebellion?"