[X doesn't think much from that. Although now he was reconsidering how he should have reacted earlier, not that he had planned on letting Omega keep a hold of his hand after that. Instead X's eyes narrows ever-so slightly with a disapproving frown.]
You are correct about that, Omega. Nor shall I want to understand what sort of paradise there is to gain from merciless, blind killings of humans and reploids alike.