"Not if they're too heavy, they don't," Garth'zel says drily. "Not to mention, someone who doesn't know how to swim is likely going to be too busy panicking and flailing around to have the presence of mind to attempt to float."

A clothing shop catches his eye a moment later, and he starts steering Anakin towards it. "Let's get you some clothes appropriate for non-desert planets, hmm?"

Around half a dozen changes of clothes of varying weights should do it for now, he figures. With one set being intended for anything Anakin may be getting into that involves grease and who knows what else.