"There is nothing I have to say Enkidu. As I am now, bearing his death, I became the King of Men that rules over Uruk. I have no freedom to speak to him. That was lost the moment I sat upon the throne." Now, the two would get the chance to have some personal freedom for themselves- for it has been far too long since the two had talked. One, a divine construct, and the other, a wise king of Uruk. It was as if they were fated to meet once more, this time, in the halls of Chaldea.