F3 is as dangerous as it is exhilarating - crashes would be some of the worst you’d see. Nikita had gotten out lucky this time, just a bit of muscle aches from colliding with the barrier in turn one of the circuit.

He sat with his head resting on his hands staring off into space within the AIX garage, not even noticing you walk over.

“Nikita? You okay?” You ask softly as to not startle him too much. His head turns to you tiredly, a hint of guilt on his face.

“Not really,” he murmurs quietly as he looks back at the ground.