Yes, this was torture. He screamed as he felt teeth and then an arm around him from Noah that was choking him. He let up on her enough to try to breathe when he was suddenly hit in the face with his own cuffs. This knocked him back and he decided to use the situation to slam his entire weight hard on the table behind him, letting Noah take the fall. His hands were already both up to pull his arm from him, coughing as he caught a lungful of air.

"Your son got a girl pregnant! That's why he was beaten up!" He wasn't keeping promises for the kid any more if he tried to attack him. There was such a thing as decency. He tried to stumble to his feet, ready to take them both to jail, he'd try to keep them conscious but he only had one pair of cuffs.

He wouldn't have even been there except he was depressed and wanted to just spend a little time being miserable. Now he was angry and it was not going to settle any time soon at this rate.