[Once the hair is out of the way he can finish with the zipper and slide the dress off her shoulders, whistling in admiration.] Sithspit you're beautiful.
[And hey, if a pretty lady tells him to take his pants off he's not going to protest. It's one thing for her to know the extent of the damage to his leg and another to see it but she hasn't had a problem with the cybernetics so far and after what she said earlier he only feels a little flair of nervousness at revealing himself instead of full blown panic. His leg is metal right up to the hip, and although there's some scaring from burns and surgery in the area where it connects everything else is intact. The one lucky break he got in all this. He tries not to look self-conscious about it all.]