When Kijani went to take a shower, Adam suddenly felt self conscious about his own hygiene. He hadn't showered or slept or done much of anything for at least twelve hours at this point. Being with Kijani again was like a shot in the arm, but he figured that it wouldn't hurt to at least wash up a little.

He unzipped his pilot's jumpsuit and stepped out of it. Bright orange wasn't going to do him much good on Naboo, anyway. He kept on a pair of plain slacks under his suit and a white tank top. Maybe he could ask Eskel if he had a spare shirt. Still, he found a nearby sink and tried washing some of the grime off his face

And then, Kijani stepped out and Adam found himself lost for words. In just a few short minutes, she had completely transformed from a Jedi back into royalty. 

"Yes." Adam found himself saying before thinking. "I think you'll make quite an impression." Adam glanced down at his own bedraggled state and shrugged. "Do you think Eskel has that in my size?" he joked.