"Hey! Ya know better than ta' hurt yourself like that, it's over. The battle's over, you're okay." Niko bellows. But there was absolutely nothin' to be laughin' at right now, really. You coulda' killed yourself out there goin' ahead n' bitin' off more than you could chew. Ah. Niko really wished you would trust more in the Niko Style itself, 'specially after all the trouble he went through tamin' your feral lil' ass. 'Cause whatever the hell you were doin' right now was putting way too much pressure on your poor lil' heart. And you're his fuckin' kid, so it would suck really bad for you to go out like that.

But he still loved ya. Nah. Your more drastic fighting style wasn't swaying his opinion on you anytime soon. He doubted anything anyone said 'bout you would make him love you any less. In his eyes, you were still that lil' brat who was angry at the whole world, the brat that certainly kept him on his toes. Unfortunately, no matter how bad he wanted to ignore it... It was now or never, Niko was left with no choice but to show you exactly why you should be utilizing the Niko style better. If that wasn't blunt enough then yeah, Niko beat your ass, badly. But hey! It was only out of fatherly love n' nothin' else, he promises. He would never tell you to do anything he himself wouldn't do either. That was stupid and extremely bad mentoring on his own part too, he would never forgive himself either if he ever found himself leading you down the wrong path in life.