[Boone doesn't cross until Niko is halfway across the street. And when he does cross, he hurries. He doesn't trust that car, and he doesn't trust these roads. He's seen how fast those cars can go. He wouldn't want to be in the way of one.]
Think I'll miss the roads back home.
[You never had to worry about being run down by anything.]
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Think I'll miss the roads back home.
[You never had to worry about being run down by anything.]