It was an old car, but a pretty one. Niko's looked at it sometimes in that way that he used to covet some of the cars he would steal. No need here. But the force of habit remained, noting it was a sturdy auto meant to test the rigors of time endearing him to it. Doesn't surprise him that it was owned by Kobra.

Sometimes alone time in a car was the best time. Hard to say after what happened.

Niko walked over during his break, lightly knocked on Kobra's window with his knuckles, waiting for him to either roll it down or let him speak through the door. "Mind some company?"

After all this bullshit, a lot of people needed it.