Qorin spends the evening searching the databases for the best source of catnip on-world. By god, if I'm going to have that cat stalking me, he's going to be stoned.
Also, spending a fairly creepy amount of time checking his weapons. Not Private Pyle creepy, though.
On gaining whatever cover the pillar provides, Qorin takes a moment to listen, and slowly begins to advance counter clockwise around the column, pistol at the ready and an eye peeled for targets.