Then, as he was often prone to doing, The Creator shifted topics. Yes sir, quite. You understand the significance of The List. They must survive. In the coming chaos we will need some form of order.
Good order is the foundation of all things.
Sir, I only fear that we may have intervened too much. The Creator turned his chair so that he now faced Buskins. In the dim light, all that was visible was the slight hint of two dark moist eyes. We may have aroused some suspicion in him. Twice a week.