"Oh, I burned mine up. I did find someone else's, though.... Burnt it up, too. But had enough time to figure out it weren't all that special mechanically. That shit's mostly a frame. All the special happens 'cause of what's in the biological matter."

He gestures loosely with his free hand, because this poor woman has the gunsmith still hanging onto hers.

"My guess he cain't make anything special on his own. He needs us to do it. I'm pretty good at seeing what makes things tick. Skills that you had to develop to survive any good amount of time back home."