Uriel blinked and said, "Alright, alright, I... don't drink anymore. I had a problem with spirits and wine and... and I just had to stop it before I destroyed myself. Please, put the knife down before you end up hurting yourself. I got rid of the corkscrew months ago." There was only truth in the gentle giant's eyes. He'd gone down a road that could have destroyed everything he ever worked for. "I turned to the bottle too much instead of my faith... I was starting down a road I ought not have turned onto." He lost his appetite and pushed his sandwich away.

"There is so much I have to be thankful for and I could have pushed it all away if I'd had one more drink."