*The Boggleman goes silent, and seems unable to answer the second question. However, it seems he only now processes the claim, and laughs his guttural laugh.*
"You think yourself an equal to the Round? Tell me, child-queen, have you wrought life from dirt with your own hands? Have you given thought and memory to something, able to shield and guide it? Have you had the will to break your creations that they might be reborn? Have you had the will, to discipline the prodigal child, taking what you have given, that they might be drawn back to your mercy? Have been able to bear the weight of stretching out your hand, giving, and been able to withdraw it, taking it all back? Answer me carefully and fully, young goddess, for I will accept no less than a complete answer."
