[ he wasn't raised to do it, exactly, not like Illumi was, but Bruno is suffering a similar problem. His set of skills is better-suited for a sprawling city with people to meet and networks to form (or, alternatively, a cozy little boat with gear and tackle, but mostly the first thing.) Learning a little bit of first aid was necessary for his position, and he's sure he can help in a pinch, but he's neither qualified nor interested in doing it full-time. Engineering is entirely beyond him. The others are things he could pitch in on from time to time, but the only thing he thinks he'd be truly useful applying himself to fully is protecting others.

Looks like Illumi is thinking the same thing. Which is not surprising, after seeing his skills. Of course, he has no idea Illumi's mostly interested for self-serving reasons... ]

Everything about this place is dangerous. I'd rather meet that danger head-on than let it come to me.

[ he rests a hand on his hip, regarding the standoffish security officer with a pensive expression. Can't blame the guy for not trusting a bunch of weirdos who hatched out of egg sacks immediately - Bruno is very understanding of that, but judging by the state of most of these people, he can't afford to be picky for long. ]

I never got your name before, [ he adds, turning to look at Illumi instead; after a moment, he offers a cordial hand. Illumi had been kind of weird and difficult to work with, but if Bruno wrote people off for that, his gang back home would have had zero members. ] Bruno Bucciarati.