Shoto would stand on the catwalk, around 200 feet in the air. He was doing flips, landing them perfectly, while also welding a lightsaber. He was training. He performed multiple risky maneuvers up on the catwalk. Nearly killing himself in the process.

"Hmm..."

He flipped again, landing in a squatting stance as he twirled his lightsaber, throwing it in the air and catching it with ease. All whilst he had a cold, emotionless expression on his face.