[At the talk of runes Julian abruptly shakes his head, holds up both leather-clad hands in a gesture of overt refusal.]

Ah, no, no. Nothing like that. I don't need any of that...that magical malarkey. That's just what I've been saying, you see, to these people over here. I can manage it just fine on my own. More fun that way, eh? What's the point, if one takes away all the danger?

[That, and all the talk of runes and luck spells unsettles him.]