"Did you not hear a thing I said? Security here is too much. Not even a goddess like Dana would be able to breach their security and even if she did..." Jon kept on a rant to discourage Uriel from attempting to steal the treasures stores in the British museum, yet he still facilitated a luxurious car which was reinforced with alloy and was properly insulated from the outside world. The last part being especially important since the curse that afflicted Uriel was still active.
"Did you say something?" Uriel asked honestly as he was too distracted looking outside the window, though Jon took it as him being annoying on purpose.
"Why do I even bother, you may carry my blood but you don't see me as a father." He sighed.
"That's not true," Uriel said before producing the Swiss army knife he had treasured for the longest time. "I may not have my childhood memories, but I have this."
