Torkin tried to wave someone or something down to order some clawbird. It did sound good. Sadly no one was paying any attention. Then something the man said drew his attention. Close his robe? What kind of a guy was this? He wouldn't close his robe. Not now or ever.<br/><br/>"Well, I am a fully trained Jedi Knight actually. Though the old robes will tell you that I have a great deal to learn still. As far as closing my robe to conceal my lightsaber," he shook his head cockily, "Not exactly my style friend. If anyone has a problem with my being a Jedi and showing my lightsaber, all they need do is confront me about it. I'm sure we could reach a," he raised his fingers in sarcastic quotes, "Diplomatic solution. Now, since you know my name, that I'm a fully trained Jedi and even still feel the need to give me advice," Torkin sat back and eyed the man who wasn't shrinking back a bit from Torkin's aggressive approach, "Why don't you tell me just who the kriff you are?"