"I know what you mean. It's the biggest link I have to...anything familiar to me." They leaf through the crate briefly, considering the options. "We could listen to Supertramp. I've got Breakfast in America. Or maybe...Pink Floyd? Dark Side of the Moon. It's a classic."

If the ratty kid is someone who might maybe be a friend? They're not about to turn him away. They're lonely, somewhere deep in their core.