[X wasn't sure to feel relieved that a Maverick wasn't the cause for this or berate himself for even thinking such a thing. Focusing on Jiro was more important at the moment. His own emotions could wait.

X closed his eyes, before shaking his head.]

No Jiro. It is not strange. ...it must have been hard for you to live as long as you have, and seen all that you have.

[He hadn't lived as long as Jiro had, yet he has seen and experienced plenty that made him so weary. Yet he couldn't give up, not when the world still moved on.]

You must be so tired, Jiro.

[X moved to rest both his hands upon Jiro's chest.]

It is alright now. Close your eyes, and rest...