"I'm glad," Thrawn's eyes rake down Eli again, only this time it's almost like he's ogling Eli. If Thrawn were the type of ogle. Seeing Eli, wearing his clothing, all sorts of things are going through his mind right now. Things that he wasn't going to do when they were on their mission.

His hands run up Eli's arms, before he leans in and takes a whiff of Eli's smell. It's mixed in with Thrawn's smell from his tunic. It's delightful.

"How does it feel to wear that again?"