[He has to think a bit to recall, because it's been a while. But eventually, in a clear, singsong voice:]

If a trial you would take, guard your life.
For every question, an answer.
For every answer, a question.
The Wayfinder's yawning.
Hop on home.
Never will you solve it-not in a thousand years.

[It's followed by a small laugh.]

The birds talked big, but the riddle's easy. In the room of the guardians, there were smaller rooms with statues - a fawn, an elephant, a tiger, a fish, a bird, an ox, a snake, and a frog.

Which do you think was the exit?