Bruce fits one part of a small gamma emitter into another, adjusting it with a screwdriver. "We can't all be celebrities, I guess."
He sort of hunches while he works as if hiding his face might deflect the compliments. Mostly because he doesn't think he deserves them. "Thanks," he mumbles.
Putting the screwdriver aside, he grabs another tool. "I look over my shoulder regardless...but it's better."