Anakin nods, smiling faintly. Depa Billaba, the little he's managed to read about her-- well, she's a personal hero.

He glances at the half-built 'saber -- he's genuinely interested in its inner workings, how someone could use the same battery pack to power a lightsaber blade and a blaster pistol without conflict -- but he tears away his gaze.

"Anakin Solo," he answers, and lifts his chin pridefully.