Canderous grunts, then puts his tools down to give him his full attention.

He doesn't hold a grudge against Organa, much like he doesn't against Revan, but that doesn't mean he isn't as suspicious as he always is. A Jedi traipsing around the Ebon Hawk for a social call isn't terribly likely, especially when the only one he'd have reason to talk to wasn't here. He can respect a warrior as skilled and renowned as he was, but he doesn't think much of the fact that he abandoned the war to go here, to this backwater dirtball, instead of following the call to glory.

"You looking for something?" Canderous asks.