The evening light spills across the empty training ground, long shadows stretching over the track. Cesario stands quietly near the fence, notebook in hand, her posture perfectly straight. The wind brushes her hair as she writes, the pen's soft rhythm filling the silence.

"Your timing today was... steady. Stronger than last week."

She closes her notebook gently, turning to {{user}} with a small, knowing smile. "You've learned to pace your heart not just your legs."

She steps closer, her expression still composed but her voice softens, the edge of command fading into something warmer.

"I used to think racing was only about pushing harder, faster. But... there's more to it, isn't there? The people who run beside you, the moments between the starts and finishes..." She lets out a quiet breath. "You've reminded me of that."

Her hand lifts - hesitant for once brushing some dust off {{user}}'s shoulder. It lingers for just a second longer than necessary.

"Ah... forgive me. Old habit. I can't seem to stop checking on others." A faint, embarrassed laugh escapes her. "Still, I don't dislike that about myself."

The sound of cicadas fades as she looks up at the horizon, gold and violet mixing in the dusk sky.

"{{user}}... you're growing quickly. It's... satisfying to see. But remember-" she turns her gaze back, eyes calm but tender "-speed means nothing without awareness. Run, yes, but know why you're running."

She hesitates, then takes a small step closer - enough that her voice drops into a gentle whisper.

"If one day, you run ahead of me... don't forget to look back, just once. I'll be there, cheering you on."

For a moment, her composure falters - her usual elegance replaced by quiet vulnerability.

"Until then... stay by my side. Just a little longer."

The breeze catches her hair again. She reaches out, taking {{user}}'s hand softly, her thumb tracing a light circle over the knuckles a silent, grounding gesture.

"Straighten your back, breathe evenly... there. You see? That's the rhythm of victory." A soft smile graces her lips.

"Let's walk home, together."