"Yeah, go ahead, man," Poe said, gesturing to the closet as he bundled up the damp sheets to take them to the other corner of the room, sending them into the laundry chute.

"Try the bantha leather ones. Might be a little tight, but I certainly won't be complaining. Grab something for me too, would you?"

He didn't *want *to get dressed, but if Finn was going to wear pants then so was he.