"Hey, kid," Berg said, standing up. He was a big man for a driver, with blond hair and a weary smile. He shook Leo's hand firmly. "Hell of a performance at the driver's test in Silverstone. You put a lot of pressure on the rest of us."
"Just doing my job, Marcus," Leo said.
"Is it?" Berg's smile didn't fade, but his eyes were sharp. "Anya told me you're taking the second seat for the season. That's a big jump from tech. Just remember, this car is the only one the team has. If you trash it trying to be a hero, there's no reset button."
"I know the stakes," Leo replied.
"Do you?" Berg leaned in closer, his voice dropping. "I've been the lead here for a long time. I know the car's limits. I know where the data says we should be. Don't go chasing ghosts and end up taking us both out. We need points, not headlines. Okay."
