Moonlighter
Cato couldn't help but laugh at the epithet he was given. It was hardly unwelcome. After they shared in a bit of PDA, he and Gatz made proper introductions, "Ah, that's right. They got you apprenticed up quick," He glanced at Inanna, before looking back at her pupil. He quickly laid the groundwork with self-deprecation. As one who used it as a sense of humor, Cato couldn't tell if the man was himself joking or being genuine, "Good to meet you too, Gatz. If it's a lightsaber you need, I'm something of a specialist." An understatement, coming from the lead artificer of the Enclave.
"Well, first things first, when it comes to lightsabers, you need a crystal." He stepped away into a back closet, and returned just a few seconds later with a large container in his hands. It seemed a bit heavy, but he quickly hauled it over to one of the working tables and plopped it down with a reverberant thud. Once the others approached, he would unlatch it and reveal a trove of gleaming, colorful crystals inside, "These are artificial kyber. It'll do the job until you get a proper one. Take your pick."
"Well, first things first, when it comes to lightsabers, you need a crystal." He stepped away into a back closet, and returned just a few seconds later with a large container in his hands. It seemed a bit heavy, but he quickly hauled it over to one of the working tables and plopped it down with a reverberant thud. Once the others approached, he would unlatch it and reveal a trove of gleaming, colorful crystals inside, "These are artificial kyber. It'll do the job until you get a proper one. Take your pick."