[ One screw down, four to go. He sticks the screw and washer in one of his pockets before continuing his crimes. ]

A father, huh... [ He glances over, nods, and returns to work. Yeah, he can see that. ] Perhaps it's the calm you have while witnessing and then abetting my crimes? The air of a man who has seen worse while watching over others. Your children have already put you through everything.