[ It's hard to believe that it's only been practically three whole weeks (almost completely) since their arrival, but it is a given fact! So, when afternoon rolls around one of those days in this week, Argenti appears before Fray, petals encircling him and sparkling as the usual to invite him to race practice. This time he's sporting a different hair-style, though still in his signature armor.

When they finish up, Argenti gracefully leaps out of the go-kart, and he turns to face Fray, smile wide as the eye can see as he's practically sparkling, when he takes a pose, hand outstretched, with one at his side. ]

What do you think of it so far?

With each passing day do you feel ever the more confident under my humble guidance in understanding such machines? Do you feel the excitement of wind blowing through your... [ Wait, Fray's still wearing a helmet isn't he—Argenti almost certainly said hair, but he quickly pivots. ] ... armor? The exhilaration of Beauty that makes your heart race with joy and happiness as speeds surge towards numbers unknown that Idrila can only know! I also cannot help but be unable to contain my excitement, Fray! Truly, I am in good company...

But I digress, even if I imagine it cannot exactly compare to whenever we cross our weapons in combat, it certainly has its upsides, do you not think so?

[ Even if it is just a go-kart, Argenti's enthusiasm is off the charts, in almost the exact same as usual. ]