"So I'm older than you." No, that's not how that works, but Max is mostly joking, amused. From physical view they look to be around the same age.

"Thousands...." Max's eyes widen to that as she considers how much music that can hold. It's barely an amount she can conceive. The closest she can imagine is a radio studio, but it's in a tiny little box.

"Yeah. You have to show me."