Bodhi doesn't thing anything of it. He just keeps his holovids upstairs.

He leads Dorian back to his room, scooping Kyber up as the kitten comes tearing at him as soon as the door is open. The rooms are neat and airy, with a bit balcony garden.

"I don't have very many." He sorts through the crystals, trying to work out what Dorian might enjoy. "Some old detective stories I like. A recording of a Twi'lek poetry slam. This one is the story of a Jedi and his bounty hunter lover during the Clone Wars. It's a bit overly dramatic but I loved it when I was a kid." He really should update his collection.