Enki resisted the urge to roll his eyes, because, well, Suzaku didn't know how it worked, did he? Enki sighed and pulled his legs up, crossing them at the ankles.

"I only 'chose' the king insofar as I was the one who went up to him and bowed. The Heavens have already decided, the kirin simply confers the will of Heaven to the 'right person'," Enki rolled his eyes again and shook his head, resting his elbows on his knees and his chin in his hands.

"'Course, Shōryū's says all kings have the potential to be great, but that seldom happens... I'm here to chose the king and then try to make sure the people's will is heard, and that he doesn't destroy the kingdom. The king... can do what he wants. The kirin must obey him...." Enki's eyes narrowed, but while there were the usual cynism there, Enki knew (did he? he couldn't even remember who actally was King of En!) that his king hardly ever ordered him to do something he didn't want to do...

Of course, that didn't account for all the times he didn't need to order, because he'd been an asshole and out-maneouvered him!