"Hm?" Arha stopped to gently blow dust from the fine etching she'd been working and blinked, peering at the man for a long hazy moment. "Oh. The knife." The few words she spoke came out cracked as she set her tool down and offered the blade for inspection.

"This is wormtooth, from Shai-Hulud. Where I am from, it is the sharpest substance in existence. Do not injure yourself when handling that." If he did cut himself, she would be obliged to heal him and then promptly fall asleep, no doubt. Her eyes ached from the fine detail that she had put into the long, winding wind curves that she had been working on. Arha was not finished as the part that would house the emitter still did not look quite right.

"It shall be a lightsaber when I have the proper components. Those shall be difficult to find, I think."