Banshee examines the charred Centrifuse with a sharp eye.

"Impressive stuff," he mutters to himself before looking back to you.

"Cutting edge Golden Age tech. Some burnt out components, but… hmm…"

He crosses his arms in front of his chest and nods slowly to himself.

"Yeah. There's potential here. Need you to do some calibrating first, though."

Banshee hands the weapon back to you with a knowing expression.