Aidan's eyes flashed with temper, but he managed to keep in reined in for the time being. He almost wanted to push his dad into trying to 'lay his ass out', just so Aidan would have an excuse to take a swing. It wasn't even like he was really angry with his dad. Not really. It was deeper than that, and nothing Aidan could really explain to himself, let alone Trick. He didn't want to explain it.
He was quiet for a moment, although his jaw clenched and unclenched with the frustrated anger he continued to feel. Finally Aidan shrugged, forcing himself to look at his father in the eyes. "Honestly, it's really none of your goddamn business."