"Actually, there's no need to worry. I want to go, Mom, Dad. I want to help the family."
Kranos' voice was calm, steady to the point of almost being unnerving, his expression firm as though the decision had already been made long before this conversation began.
Anna looked at Kranos, a worried expression settling heavily on her face. Her brows furrowed as she stared at him, searching, as if trying to see past his calm exterior into whatever dangers he was hiding. Then, slowly, she shook her head.
At this, Raphael felt a flicker of exasperation rise within him.
"Anna, he's been out for years. He must have encountered all sorts of danger already. Letting him handle a little more would mean nothing."
Anna immediately turned, her gaze sharp as it locked onto Raphael.
"Exactly because he hasn't been home for years is the reason we can't let him go out so soon. He should rest for a bit," she explained, her tone firm, carrying a quiet but unyielding resolve.
