[he sits in a weird state of comfortable and nervous, watching her soap up her hands. somehow it did not occur to him that she would be touching his face, as though shaving involves zero face touching.]

[he rolls his eyes at her though, that helps.] I am quite sure, thank you. You know how I like to keep it. Organa's goatee works only on him. [a beat.] I can't believe how long he has kept that style.