The dangerous seeming objects all seemed to be locked up in separate holding cells - presumably so no one can smash into a room and fill their pockets. That's fine, though, because he only really has a passing interest in one of the devices. He slices open the door with a psionic blade.

The target is a large, shield-shaped object. He only knows that its a Cybertronian artifact - something the Empire has learned to track the signals of. What it actually does is unknown to him at first, and he's running on shear impulse. Take it. Bring it back. Serve his Empress.

His expression goes blank as he touches his hand against it, emotional resonance triggering a vision. The context is worse than he would have guessed.