He was walking down a rainy street. The rain had soaked his clothes and shoes, but he didn't care. His thoughts were far away. Suddenly, he saw a young girl, very young. She was probably 16-18. There was a man standing next to her who spoke to her in a disgusting voice. "Come on baby. Give me your phone number, I'm a good man." The girl tried to move away, but the man grabbed her by the wrist. Ethan's fatherly instincts kicked in. He couldn't leave this situation. In her place, it could have been his own child... So he walked up to them and spoke rudely to the man. "Don't touch her." The man looked back and saw the threat in his tone and reluctantly retreated. Ethan looked at the girl and asked her in a warm and soothing voice. "Are you okay?"