Maverick. Murderer. Monster. That's all he was. Not worth living. Not allowed to live.
How could X still insist it wasn't his fault? He saw what Zero did just now. X should finish him off here and there. Maybe world would be a better place than?
Bloody trail after him. Evidence of just what Zero really was, for all hunters to see. But X still led him further down the hallway. And everyone trusted X, like always.
Zero didn't really register his armor being taken off. He just noticed water up to his shoulders, X behind him, washing Zero's hair.
Yes, X, it did hurt. But Zero should withstand, should fight it off. It was his fault, him being too weak to keep it in check. Pain is not an excuse.
He was scared. But X should be more. What if Zero suddenly snapped? He didn't want to hurt X, get away, get away get awaygetawayfrommekillmeplease…
X just stroked his hair and hugged him tighter, as Zero curled on the bed and cried into X's chest.