Race Week, media day. Arvid leaned back in his chair, answering questions like he always did — calm, charming, a little too composed. Then came the one about team proximity. He paused, that familiar half-smile pulling at his lips. “Team morale’s at an all-time high,” he said, eyes flicking off somewhere past the cameras. “Can’t really complain when someone on the team keeps giving you reasons to smile.” The interviewer laughed, sensing the shift, but Arvid just shrugged like it was nothing. By the time the segment aired, everyone already knew who he was talking about — except her.