"Hard to remember, sometimes, that grenade launchers weren't in general circulation until the Red War. They got very popular in a hurry."

Judging by Shaxx's tone, he's fond of them himself.

"Few weapons better suited to punching through a Legionary's hide—along with everything else in the area."

Beset by nostalgia, Shaxx claps you amicably—and a little painfully—on the shoulder.

"Heady days. Difficult times, of course, but—when I think back, I remember fighting side by side with allies for a good cause. Cayde-6, Amanda. Alive."

You consider this in companionable silence for a few moments, before Shaxx clears his throat and continues.

"They've relocated Amanda's memorial pedestal, if you were wondering. It's in the Hangar at her old workspace. Seemed fitting."