Brainstorm is very sullen over this deal. Usually he's fairly excited over new projects, but when it's Tarn he's doing business with, he has every reason not to be happy about it. He squawks when the tank throws his arm around him and he looks up wide eyed, arms hovering protectively over his chest.

It takes him a few moments to relax and actually get into the role of a designer.

"If you want something as powerful as a fusion cannon without the size, that's going to be a lot harder." Nothing he can't do. Usually he'd charge and ask for more, but at this point he was too scared to even bring that up. "I'm probably going to need to replace some of your armor and internals to fit it. Are you looking for the traditional arm or are fine with other body parts?"