The answer that wasn't an answer was annoying, but at least Geron wasn't bored anymore. For now.

This creature called itself "enough?" And here Geron didn't think such a thing existed! There was always more to be had and why wouldn't you want it?

But he might as well try this new game.

"I am greater than I was before, lesser than I will be, and a full accounting of my desired state of being would reach from here to Terra at the very least."

Metaphorically and literally. If the Golden Throne was real and not figurative then Geron wanted it.

Geron snaps his fingers to get a servant's attention.

"Bring refreshments and entertainment."

There would be plenty of fresh captives to be taken once they reached their destination and he might as well be a gracious host. Besides, watching this creature tear someone to shreds would be fun.