"I'm sorry."
This time, Enkidu's apology was more sincere, and Sicario just put his hand on her head and ruffled it kindly before telling her that it was alright. Enkidu nodded, and she felt glad that the plan was still moving forward. Even though Enkidu didn't know the full extent of Sicario's plans, she trusted him enough to know that he only had the best intentions at heart. And even if his plans turned out to be something dangerous, then it wouldn't matter. Enkidu would burn the world to the ground if it meant that she could help him accomplish his goals.
But all of a sudden, Enkidu's face soured, and she turned to Sicario and spoke with a small pout.
"Hey, back there, why did you introduce me as your colleague rather than your wife?"
"It's because we're not married. I already told you, you're too young for me."
"Eeeh? But why does that matter! Age doesn't matter, as long as we love each other! In my world, we can get married at any age!"
