In that moment, I imagined cake. Then I wondered why you couldn't wish for more wishes. Of course you can have more wishes; everyone has wishes, but the wording is important. The power is in the granting.
Genies (genii? Djinn; much better, sounds like it's singular and plural) are magical creatures, bound to servitude. Sentient, certainly. Human? No, I suppose not. If you unbound them, would their wrath at being bound extend to all humans? If a wasp stung you, would you not destroy the nest? My moral code, such as it is, would compell me to free any unjustly captured person or person-like thing. If I thought it would destroy me if I did, I probably would not.
But I might. Out of spite. Someone has to try to fix things. The reasoning around self-preservation will often drown out ideals.
A djinn... would probably cause more problems than it solves.
I'll rest then, and return to work tomorrow. Still, I'll remain alert. There is much to do, and every opportunity that presents itself must be examined carefully, the magical and the mundane.
Goodnight.
