We’ll manage.

He spoke with a sense of duty, though there was an underlying current of something more personal, something almost like a calling.

His mother's brows furrowed slightly as she processed his words. The idea of her son venturing into a disaster zone was not something she had ever prepared herself for.

"What? Do you want to go there to help them? Isn't it a bit dangerous?"

His big sister, who had been quietly listening, couldn't hide the anxiety that now coloured her tone. The uncertainty of such an endeavour made her uneasy.

He turned to them, offering a reassuring smile that was meant to ease their worries.

"Don't worry about the safety. I won't put myself in danger. I just want to help as much as I can, within reason,"

He said confidently, trying to alleviate their fears. There was a warmth in his gaze as he looked at them, a silent promise that he would be careful.

His mother, sensing his determination, softened her expression.

"Yeah. Don't worry, girls. He won't be reckless. If you feel strongly about helping them, then do it. I'm with you,"

She said, her voice filled with both encouragement and support. It was clear that she trusted his judgment, even if she couldn't shake her motherly concern.

He felt a wave of gratitude wash over him at her words.

"Thanks, Mom. It's not a big deal, really, but I might be busy with it for a while,"

He admitted, knowing that this endeavour would likely consume a significant amount of his time and energy. He sighed slightly, thinking of the responsibilities that lay ahead.

His mother gave him a reassuring smile, one that spoke of her unwavering support.

"Don't worry about us. We'll manage. You just focus on what you need to do. If anything comes up, we'll let you know,"

She assured him, her tone firm and resolute. She understood that this was something he needed to do, not just for those who needed help, but for himself as well.

"Alright,"

He said, nodding as he came to a decision.

"At the same time, you guys can do whatever you want. Don't worry about anything. I'm going to check on some actual information about that place first,"

He added, his mind already shifting into planning mode. He knew that gathering the right information was crucial before taking any action.

With that, he finished his meal, his mind now fully occupied with the task ahead. This was no longer just another news story to him; it was a call to action, one that he was ready to answer. As he got up from the table, the atmosphere in the room had shifted completely. What had started as a light-hearted morning had turned into a moment of resolve and determination?

His family watched him as he left the table, each of them sensing the importance of what was to come. They knew that he was no longer just the man who enjoyed life's pleasures; he was someone who had been given the opportunity to make a difference, and he was ready to take it. Their concerns were still there, but they were tempered by a deep respect for his decision.

As he walked away, the weight of the responsibility he had taken on settled on his shoulders, but it was not a burden. It was a mission, one that he knew he was meant to undertake. The world outside was calling, and this time, he was ready to answer.

He wasn't entirely sure what the exact situation was on the ground, and the thought that it might be a desperate rescue operation weighed heavily on his mind. The uncertainty gnawed at him, fuelling his sense of urgency. He knew he couldn't afford to act blindly or without concrete information. The stakes were too high for him to make decisions based on assumptions or hearsay. His instincts told him that the situation could be dire, but he needed to be certain before taking any steps. He had to ensure that whatever he did next was not only impactful but also necessary.

Realizing that seeking information in his village might not be the wisest course of action, he made a quick decision. The local knowledge was too limited, and the people too far removed from the scene of the disaster, to provide him with the clarity he needed. With a determined mindset, he bid farewell to his family, promising them that he would be cautious and return soon. He could see the concern in their eyes, but there was no time for hesitation. After assuring them one last time, he mounted his bike and set off toward the town, where he hoped to find more substantial information.

The early morning air was crisp as he sped down the road, his mind racing as fast as his bike.