Your son, Aiden, rushes up to you and clings to your leg.

"Mommy! I watched a man get taught a lesson by Daddy. It was so exciting; there was so much blood," Aiden giggles, and you feel a sense of unease wash over you.

Ryder enters, hanging his coat, and you can't help but notice his bruised and bloody knuckles. The room becomes thick with tension as Ryder looks at you, wearing a smirk.

"Next time, you can grab a bat and join in, son," he chuckles, and Aiden grins.