“Then, with your permission, my lord,” Thrawn said, “I will go to my cabin and prepare.”
“I will await you in the hangar.” Vader gestured toward him. “I trust you will not be wearing your uniform?”
“That is indeed the preparation I spoke of,” Thrawn confirmed. “Even if the locals do not recognize the uniform of an Imperial grand admiral, they will nevertheless recognize that it is a uniform.”
“Very well. Do not be long.”
“With all due speed, my lord,” Thrawn promised.