Walk and talk

You pick the tortoise up, it only weighs a couple of pounds and you can hold it comfortably in one hand. You start walking holding it up so you can see it’s face.

“So…You’re a turtle?” the creature nods “And you talk?”

“Obviously” It agrees

“And you can grant wishes?”

“Such was my promise” it confirms “It is a tradition among my people to reward acts of kindness this way.”

“So you are, like, a genie or something?”

“Ha, not quite. I am merely a humble effrit.” it explains “As I understand it there are very few true genies remaining in this world. I can not promise you phenomenal cosmic power but what art I have is at your disposal.”

“Oh okay” you feel just a little disappointed but try not to show it “What kind of things can I wish for then, world peace, a billion dollars, a date with Trudy Mires?”

“I can grant you treasure or knowledge if that is what you desire, power too if you wish it but I can not undo the works of beings more powerful than myself, sorcerers, angles, that sort of thing.“

"Oh okay,” you say your mouth running on while your brain grapples with the implications of that last statement “So is there a time limit on this? I expect you’ve got important turtle business to be getting on with"

"Not at all.” It says a note of amusement in its voice “The creatures of the dessert are poor conversationalists. In truth I am grateful as much for your company as for your aid, take as long as you desire."

You walk on deciding to enjoy the rest of your hike while you think about what to do. Eventually, you return home dusty and sunburned but relaxed.