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It was incomprehensible the level of tension that had disappeared as what his body knew and his mind only temporarly did, finally meshed into the whole, uninterrupted knowledge of the fact, resonating through his self, that Shōryū was his chosen king. Enki shook his head, trying get rid of the frustration towards those that had kept this from him. Holding on to that wouldn't help.

He had it back, that was what was important. And now he didn't need to 'accidentally' (led by confusedly following the ouki) stumble upon Shōryū and get smacked in the face several times a day, unless he spent the whole day with the idiot. He knew perfectly well where Shōryū was, so he knew he wouldn't (currently) find him in the Black Dorm. But that wasn't why he was wandering into the dorm Shōryū slept in. No, Enki was looking for someone else, someone who he couldn't find by following some mystical aura. Which was why he was starting at the dorm Suzaku slept in.

If he was lucky, the teenager would be in here.

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He... Gripping the edges of the table, hard, Enki suddenly had the urge to bolt, to find Shōryū and make sure he was okay. Of course, if anything, he'd be the one who'd notice something was wrong before Shōryū did.

"'Course I do! Absolutely peachy. Nothing wrong at all..." Enki's forced cheer trailed off as his teeth gritted. These people in charge... Did they not understand that this wasn't just his or Shōryū life they were (probably literally) playing with?

It was also the whole population of En.

Enki tried a smile, but knew it only came out as a strained twitch. He was fine. They'd been here a while now, and he was still fine.

Suzaku raised an eyebrow, he wasn't fine. He looked scared, Suzaku wondered if he was feeling sick. If he was sick then in kidnapping them and bringing them here the kidnappers had effectively killed Enki and Shōryū and doomed their country to ruin.

Suzaku went pale, "Enki... are you sure? You'd say if you wern't feeling well?" He frowned at the Kirin.

Suzaku's concern made Enki able to (somewhat) supress his worry again. He needed to hide it good, anyway, otherwise Shōryū would notice and ask.

And his king didn't need to think about that, in the off-chance that he hadn't already factored that into their need for a speedy return home (not that 'speedy' felt very possible for the moment).

"I'm fine. Not feeling sick," Enki said, enforcing the words with a narrow-eyed stern frown. Because he did feel fine.

Of course, he'd never had even the faintest trace of shitsudou before, so he had no idea how that felt, so he wouldn't know when it started.

Suzaku nodded and didn't push the subject even though he was still worried. Enki looked worried but that might just be the idea that he could get sick and his country could be doomed.

Suzaku thought back to his own world, wondered for the thousandth time if Schneizel had won, it was likely since Lelouch was here and not there. All of Zero Requiem for nothing; he wondered if there was even a world left or if it had been totally destroyed by Damocles. Then again Gino came from the future (Suzaku still didn't understand how that worked) and everything was fine there so...

He shook his head and sighed not sure of what to say.