[ Miles glances between himself and Gregor, doing a mental size comparison. No, he definitely can't share, despite his own uniform being a hair too large for himself. It would still look absolutely ludicrous on this Barrayaran prince. ]

Gregor, then. I don't want ImpSec to take you either.

[ And now that he's stood, he figures he's done with being polite and flops back onto his bunk instead. Gesturing for Gregor to sit too, if he likes. ]

Clothes, though ... that's a tougher fix. You might have to borrow a blanket while we clean that set.