The bustling nature of Coruscant always seemed to leave Jorin on edge. Everything around him always seemed to be moving so fast while he was here, almost as if no one seemed to stop and just take it all in. Almost ironic that he of all people would be having that kind of a moment inside of what most people would just surmise he would successfully blend into the high paced antics of the city. Normally those people would have been incredibly accurate on their beliefs. Normally it was easy for him to blend into the crowds that appeared on the street level, for him to just be another casual citizen of the city-planet.

Today though, was a much different day. Today was his day to blend in with the high-class citizens of the world. To try and fight down the urge to be himself, and just smile politely. Make some small talk here and there, and be a good little representative to the First Order, while also being sent to protect one of the First Order's diplomats, on the off chance that sometime unfounded would happen. Slowly he made his way back from finding them some kind of refreshment that didn't make him want to bludgeon his own eyes out. Someone had actually tried to serve him water that was flavored with some kind of fruit, not that he paid the person any mind.

Approaching Solaras proved to be the most eventful moment of the evening. At least the person he was sent to protect would engage him in conversation that wasn't just people trying to make a mockery of the First Order. That was another thing that made him want to tear so many of these politicians heads off. They only saw the First Order as the cast-offs of the Empire. They didn't see that the First Order was so much more than that.

The smuggler extraordinaire did seem to clean up rather nicely, much to his own chagrin. The well tailored solid black suit with the First Order cufflinks suited him nicely, as he was actually clean shaven for once in what had to be over five years. The hair was meticulously worked into something that made him almost unrecognizable, as he sighed once he was standing next to his charge. He looked almost like he belonged in a suit such as this, giving off the appearance of someone much more noble, almost regal in stature. The entire opposite of his nature character in every single aspect. 

"I swear, I'm going to just flip a coin and decide everyone's fate in this building. Heads they all die, tails they all get severely maimed." The normal humor in his voice was not present, as he made eye contact with the representative. Most, if not everyone in the First Order, knew who he was, having been one of the few people that had been there since before the beginning, and was more than willing to do any job they asked of him. "If another one of them asks me why we haven't just disbanded since the Empire fell years ago, I might just burn the building to the ground." The thought actually put a small like smirk across his face as he wanted nothing more than for people to take the Order more serious than they had been.