Toni shrugged. Technically that counted as a wasted wish then, but better safe than sorry. After all if nothing had changed, maybe that was<i>because </i>she'd wished for an infinite number of wishes? Her wish was fulfilled by the fact that she already had what she wished for, but... "Ack, never mind. It's too complicated. So..." She listened carefully and nodded at the stipulations. "No raising the dead, no forcing someone to love me, and keep the lamp safe. Got it!" She shrugged.<br/><br/>What to wish for. Toni could have literally anything she wanted in this world.<i>I wish to be sultan, </i>the Evil Jafar had said. What if she wished to be the ruler of a medieval country? But she didn't want that. She didn't want to suddenly be rich, or... Well there was that one cute redhead nurse in the base medical centre, but she couldn't wish for someone to fall in love with her.<br/><br/>Thinking of the nurse made her grin and look down at the ankle brace on her foot. That was something the genie could fix, wasn't it? And it would get her flying again. But how would she explain it?<i>I heal quickly </i>probably wouldn't wash, when she had seen the x-ray herself. No way was that bone going to heal overnight. But it was worth a try, if nothing else it would mean she would be out of pain.<br/><br/>"Okay, so you may not know this, Miss Genie, but we've got a little war going on. I was shot down over hostile territory two days ago and had to eject and I managed to break one of the bigger bones in my ankle when I landed. The docs say it'll be at least three weeks, probably a couple of months before I'm fit to fly again. But here's the thing: If I were to just wish for you to make my ankle better, people would notice and ask questions. So this is kind-of a two-fer. I wish for you to make my ankle better and for people not to notice."<br/><br/>There, that should do the trick.