Anakin took a jacket from the coat hook on Rahne's wall. "Can I borrow this?" She didn't expect an answer, but nor did she think that Rahne would really care. Anakin opened the door and followed behind Rahne, who trotted out in front of her. "Let me stop by my room for a second." She rushed to her door, pulled her lightsaber and a belt to herself with the Force, then closed the door.
"All right, Rahne." Anakin followed behind his canine male girlfriend, slightly relieved that he was hiding in the hairy form. It meant that they were ever so slightly less awkward. As they walked, Anakin wrapped the belt around her waist and safeguarded herself against any further nudity that the weight of her sword might have brought.