Max was trying his best to appear "Not like a Jedi" but he did have a minor advantage in that he hadn't repaired his lightsaber or replaced it yet. He had the parts available to do so but he just hadn't felt the need so far and this mission probably didn't require it at all. It was a mission gone terribly wrong if they suddenly needed lightsabers in the middle of a diplomatic mission to meet the leader of a free world.
Though it was also something that happened a lot within their time as Jedi so he didn't discount the chance that it might happen.
The waiting room he was currently cooling his heels in was rather nicely appointed it had to be said though it was a bit... large for his tastes. Art on the walls at regular intervals and some lovely chairs he didn't think anyone had ever actually sat in for decades at least. Furniture that was more of a decoration than a utility item was the symbol of class across the Galaxy in his experience.
Currently he was waiting alone but he knew that the Order had sent a couple others with him - but it made sense for them to arrive in a staggered manner to make it harder for someone to try and pin down that they were Jedi. So he waited and while he waited? He judged the choice in art.
"... awful lot of reds."
He didn't study art at college.
With ongoing talks with the FWA regarding a more formal alliance, it is the Devaronians who must decide what happens on their world. Having already helped the locals while the temple was being explored, a delegation of Jedi meets with the local leaders to ensure they are on board with the Jedi having a secret presence on the planet.
@Logan @Corbeau