The Wookie made a chuckling noise when Han pointed out the obvious. Kylo growled under his breath, but managed to maintain composure. If it hadn't hit home before, it did now. He was on the run, not just from the Republic and the Resistance, but also from the First Order.

He had to blend in.

"Right..." He looked around awkwardly. While Han flipped switches, Kylo just fiddled with his hands. "...Captain. I don't exactly have anything else to wear."

And unless someone over six feet tall (that wasn't a furry walking carpet) happened to leave their spare clothes in some hidden compartment, he didn't know what he was supposed to do about it.