[ Breezing right past the sentiment of wishing him well, Atsuhide nods. He takes a sip of his coffee and sets it back on the table, feeling himself warmed from the inside out. ]

Yeah. Won a few races in the span of a few days at the end there. Been stuck in the garage lately.

[ He rubs a hand over his face, uncertain if it's right to have a little "real talk" or not. ]

You know, I really wondered about you from time to time. Figured you needed space, but I just hope its nothing I did.