Shev Skirata
You can come in warm, or come in cold.

“I’ll help where I can but I know osik about land based combat vehicles.” Shev said as he looked at the holoschematic that hovered in front of him.
“They’re just like ships.” The Mandalorian said as he took off his helmet and tucked it under one arm.
“There’s no zee on land.” Shev said as he pointedly ignored the removal of the helmet and the casual way everyone here ignored the creed.
“What?" The man replied as he looked at Shev like he was going crazy. “What are you talking about, Skirata.”
“The Zee. Land bound vehicles don’t have a Zee.”
“Is this some of that new slang from the core you kids use?” The man asked, “Like ‘Givem some Zee’ or ‘Want some of this Zee’?”
Shev stood for a moment, confusion warring with revulsion that this, a fellow Mandalorian, could ever ask a person like Shev something like that.
“Zee axis on the piloting suite. Ships have an X, Y, and Z axis. Land vehicles only have an X and Y.” Shev said still a little confused, “Who even talks like that?”
“I don’t know, Holos.” The other man said.
“If you promise never to say any of those phrases again,” Shev said as he copied the schematics, “I’ll help build the biggest tank you ever saw.”
“This is the way.” The man mocked.
Your shebs are the way. Shev thought to himself.
“This is the way.” He replied.