Cesar grins back agreeably, typing again. 'How fast do you go now? Have you measured?'

This is the kind of smalltalk he could carry on in his sleep: 'how's your fastest record?' 'How was the trip?' 'how's the family?' ... Maybe he'll avoid that last one. His eyes sweep the young man again while he talks, trying to take in more details than before. He doesn't know the specifics, but he knows that Tony is estranged. Cesar's not a part of that clan, but he has other debts to Tony, and he's close enough that this is where his childhood kicks in. 'Family is the most important thing, mijo. Do not forget this, even when you are angry.'

He's lost one brother to the cruelty of fate already. If he can help this distant not-quite-a-relative's situation, he wants to try.