
"What... do you mean?" She asked, her blue eyes questioning.
"I mean what I said. I am a djinn" Was his answer. His voice was calm and level.
"That ... is quite a big pill to swallow, to be honest." She commented as she took him in from head to toe.
"I'm sure you wouldn't be offended if I asked for some proof of some sort." She added. He regarded her with a bit of an unreadable look before shrugging.
"Of course not." Was all his replied with. It made her life easier, after all.
"You have but to make a wish." She fell silent for a moment. It wasn't long, maybe three seconds, before she spoke next.
"All right.... What are the limits to your wish-granting?" She asked. "I mean your abilities specifically." He just smirked. That was a fair question after all.
"There are none. I may be freed, but I have no lost any of my power." He assured her. "There are no limits as a result." She regarded him silently for a moment before sighing slightly.
"I wish for my brother, Vincent Remmington, to finally find some peace of mind." She said with a light sigh.
"I hate how he's worrying so much about Desiree has found herself in quite a predicament lately."