"They said there's clothes waiting for me. My clothes." Which will be a relief to get into. "And some of my belongings." He is desperately hoping his lightsaber is safely there.

"Luxurious?" What's he meant to do with luxurious? Having a bed has been a luxury for several years. "I suppose that's because I'm meant to be supporting at least one other person there." Which is heart attack inducing in another way, because he hasn't really made big decisions... maybe ever. He followed Leia's order, he did was Ben and Yoda told him to, he mostly just had to make sure he didn't die and he kept his squad alive.

Yeah. Just like keeping his squad alive. He could do that for someone. Surely.

"Right, yeah, I suppose one must be." He shakes the offered hand; it's fairly obvious that it's not flesh and bone upon being touched.