Luke had ended up shedding his robe after a while in the village, and had ended up removing his tunic too, finally feeling somewhat comfortable in his trousers, boots and white undershirt. It reminded him of the way he'd dressed on Dagobah, due to the planet's swampy humidity and the physical routines Yoda put him through. Yavin IV was a lot like this as well, but he could take shelter amongst the trees there. This was something closer to perhaps a Gungan settlement, trading the swamps for the sea.

He could see he wasn't the only being here with a prosthetic, but the other human's brought to mind a memory of the metal arm he'd seen his father wearing in the holovids. Unlike Luke, Anakin had never covered his in synthflesh. Luke's looked less noticeable outright, but the transition from synthflesh to flesh and bone was still visible without long sleeves on.

Luke sighed. "Not my first experience with this type of environment, but I'm not sure I'll ever totally get used to it." He commented. "Even with spending pretty much half my time on a jungle planet back home. Maybe I'm still a desert rat at heart or something."