with the knowledge i've accrued

Burke's ego was definitely stroked and petted when she called him 'Oh great one'. His lip curved into a smirk. Yet the male didn't move. He kept his calm stance before the black female. Slowly that smirk fell when she talked more. "We do not allow wolves being brought from the dead. We do not mess with that," he instantly returned. "And for most it can be entirely dangerous. You may pray for the god Mephala. If you don't know who she is then you should be ashamed," Burke spoke.

"A skull could be found on our grounds I believe, but strawberries do not grow here." Burke informed her about her supplies. It was just a test if she was going to disobey his command or not. Then later he would have to deal with that.