It's just one of the d'asted songs Quill's got on that Walkman thing of his.

[He mutters it indifferently, because... well, it's the truth. It just happens to be one he really really likes and he'd rather play it off than admit how attached he is to that music to a relative stranger.

Besides, there's other things to talk about. Like bragging rights.]

'Course I can. It's just figuring out what I can get the most use out of. I bet the Natha won't be picking us back up and dropping us back where we're supposed to be when it's time leave here.

[Meaning he's gonna need to pick and choose what he carries back. Or decide not to go back at all, which is tempting.]