Kaz's expression turns fond and he lifts the cane to the light a bit. "The truth?" He hardly gives it, even when he has the chance, but with the man before him, it feels right in this moment. "I do sometimes need it. The pain comes and goes, but the limp is not a game."

He might fake it being worse than it is, but the damage is true and real.

"But that said, it's designed and created to be more than it seems and to give me more when used properly. Weighted in unique weighs, balanced in others. It's an extension of myself and a weapon unique to me."