Banshee-44 takes your Delicate Tomb and, after a few moments, installs and calibrates the catalyst.

"That should do it," he says, but his mechanical brow furrows.

"Touching that weapon again… I don't know why, but I don't feel good about making it stronger." He hands you the gun, but as you take it, he holds his grip for a moment and looks into your eyes.

"I know you can handle anything, Guardian," he says, "but some things might be better forgotten."

He releases the gun and goes back to his business.