[ He does pick up on it. It's a very common tactic in the members of his gang, as it turns out - when things become difficult, they become more formal, particularly Fugo and Abbacchio. The basis for it is easy enough to trace in both of them, too. So it's a bit of a relief when Abbacchio stops, addresses him normally. Bucciarati might want his respect, but he certainly doesn't want to represent the same kind of authority that the police did to him.

The apology is harder to swallow, though not for the reasons Abbacchio is thinking. ]

I'll accept your apology. But you don't need to offer it. [ he shakes his head slightly. ] Nothing I told you then was easy to hear. Your feelings aren't "wrong," either. All of us have to cope in our own ways, and we've got a lot to deal with here as it is.

[ pausing, he regards Abbacchio in silence for a moment, then steps aside, opening the door wider in an invitation in. ]

You and I more than the others, perhaps.

[ they're the oldest, and, more pressingly, the only ones who can't go back and try to make things right. Bruno is under no illusions that whatever magic brought them back here can spirit their souls safely back to Italy, too. ]