Bodhi realizes belatedly he's being a bit rude. He tries to sound more even and light, reaching for what's left of his overtaxed optimism. "I think people, well, when they get clothes from--It's things they're used to? Honestly, this is nicer than anything I ever, well, I grew up in hand-me-downs, but this is what I... would have been used to, if things had worked out very differently." And he'd been wiped out when the rest of Jedha was, as a real resident. Or long before that by bombings and revenge raids. Or safe because someone much better suited had taken Galen's mission. Ah, well.