Palpatine was late, a feeling he hated, and he ran. He was trying his best to make a good impression on Jaina these days, to lure her deeper into things, and he was not always successful.
He breathed as he slowed his steps, arriving to where he was supposed to meet her and this new person...
And saw her and the other man. He cursed under his breath before smoothing his mask more firmly into place and his expression into kindness.
"I apologize for my lateness! I am afraid these bones do not always move as swiftly as they once did."