It is a time of turmoil in the Galactic Republic. The taxation of trade routes to outlying systems is under dispute.
The powerful Trade Federation uses their private armies to enforce their extortionate tariffs, placing systems that do not submit under military blockade. Deep in the Core, the Senate endlessly debates the legality of such measures, though this is cold comfort to the suffering people of the Outer Rim.
In secret, the Supreme Chancellor dispatches teams of Jedi Knights, guardians of peace and justice in the galaxy, to troubled areas in order to settle the matter directly. In many of these places, this is the first time a Jedi has been seen in generations. Following their negotiations, some choose to remain on assignment for a time, dealing with other problems that have come to their attention...
The lady at the desk looks over, annoyed.
"Come on. Let's visit the commissary and get you some things before Madame Nu bans us both."
And then they can go get Anakin measured for robes. There aren't many choices for style, but everything is comfortable and well-made.
Eh, she's used to having not even both of 'comfortable' and 'fits,' it's cool.
"What am I gonna learn first?"
To the apartment. It's plain but neatly kept. A few landscapes break up the monotony of the walls in the living area, with a couch, two chairs, and a low table in the center. Off to the left is a small kitchen and refresher. Straight back are the doors to two bedrooms.
"I've been using the one on the left as a meditation room. You can move your things in and just drop the rug in front of my door."
The lights are auto-set to low; there's a panel by the door where she can change that. The rug is in the middle of the floor taking up the space where the desk chair (currently stacked on top of the bed) should be. As just hinted, there is also a bed and a desk. The bed, in addition to the chair, has a full set of sheets, and the desk has a datapad charging station that will nicely fit the datapad she got from the commissary. There is a wardrobe suitable for storing her new clothes, and a small bedside table suitable for storing the sort of knickknacks or mementos she does not currently have any of.
She drops her clothes on the bed and her datapad on the desk so she can roll up the rug, then unstacks the desk chair, puts clothes away, and goes to return the rug to Elesse.
"Your comfort is worth more than the inconvenience of relearning which door to come back to after meals."