The packaging identified it as transparisteel from the planet Sullust.
The Sullustans called it
b'sant. So it was precisely what the Silver Jedi had ordered. It merely was not clear, or transparent, transparisteel. Now, perhaps one would assume from the name that transparisteel would be transparent. But clearly that was not always the case, and so it was the Jedi who had failed to communicate clearly what their requirements for sheets of transparisteel were.
That much was understandable, so he didn't understand why the deck officer and the foreman would be so cross with one another.
In any event, now the cub had a problem of his own. He had a crate full of b'sant in his crafts shop... and had no idea what he was doing with any of it.
Perhaps making a window was, indeed, a valid suggestion. And, yet, the cub didn't feel his muse pulled in quite that direction. More's the pity, really. The Silver Citadel could have used a stained glass window. Maybe something in main corridor to add some color...
Snatching up his loub-paper sketching pad and tucking a charcoal stick behind one ear, the young Beorni waddled out to the court yard. Maybe to sketch out a few ideas. Or maybe to take a nap. He honestly hadn't decided which was happening yet, and liked to remain open to possibilities.
Taking a seat on the frost-covered ground, the roly-poly bear cub plopped down as any number of Jedi knights and padawans were practicing various arts in the outer chamber of their enclosed courtyard. There were a knight and apprentice fencing. A pair of padawans practicing breathing and meditation exercises. And a solitary knight, wearing only his undergarments, clearly meditating upon Tapas as he sat under a rather good accumulation of snow upon his body.
It was all rather interesting to take in, albeit for different reasons.
Taking the charcoal stick in hand, the bear first applied himself to the largely undressed figure. The fur-less bodies of humanoids presented a rather interesting artistic challenge in the definition and tone. The lines of the body. The subtle manner in which muscle and bone connected under the flesh. Those were the details he was trying to capture in a series of sketches of the knight meditating under snow.
The two padawans applying themselves to Alchaka were different. The layers of clothing masked the body, yet still suggested the form underneath. And the subtle details of the clothing itself were all nuances that the bear was interested to try and capture, as he quickly worked on a few sketches to try and commit those details to paper.