[There’s a pause. Zero looks out over the rippling and shifting memories. X asking if there’s a cure for the virus and Zero sadly shaking his head.

Their promise that if the other became Maverick, the other would deal with them. Because they would never want to hurt others by their choice.

And the last one, Zero had started to become what Leo first saw. The power had flickered around him. There is a pressure in the dream just like the start. A hint of the sheer magnitude of the problem his existence has posed. X stopped everything. His deep bond with X held back his true programming kicking in. He had shielded X from a blast that took out his lower half.] It doesn’t sound like a bad thing. Those kind of ties can keep you from the edge. Or pull you back from it.

I couldn’t have weathered the centuries without them.