I don't know much, but I know TA has never EVER been in a fight.
I suspect right now he's in his family's apple orchard or petunia garden wearing a pair of $1200 tweed knickers reading a leatherbound, signed copy of Little Women sipping a glass of fresh mango sun tea while the butterflies dance around his tousled hair and soon he'll adjourn to the Thomas Jefferson wing of his inherited estate for a fresh baked biscuit with freshly churned honey butter and tangy orange marmalade.