With a grunt, Enki went back to his fruit, because he was perfectly content with letting her go and stop this conversation. It wasn't as if he was going to be able to explain to her the impossibility of him participating.

He was also certainly not gonna offer to be her Weapon, both due to the fact that it would end badly, and because... However superficial this vow was of Players owning Weapons, the idea raised his hackles. He had one master, one king, being absolutely his (even here) and that trancended all else.