"I might find a use for them. Vegetable or soup bone." In this case the former. He can find a use for most things, even if sometimes it was just rendering it down into Bomb food.

So far, this creation story lacks a Paradise Lost, which was.. interesting. Just flawed creations from the start.

"..Forgive my interjection," comes the murmur after a moment, "But if they were unable to shape something new, that suggests a flaw in their creation, not a flaw in their abilities. The one who created them created the flaw, and then chastised them for it? A creator should take responsibility if the life they have shaped doesn't perform as expected."

Somehow he doesn't sound scornful of such an idea, just.. thoughtful, as if it's a familiar problem and remedying it well practiced.