Enrico was sitting on a log. He was bored, and it looked like he was going to have a long time in which he could make trouble. After throwing rocks at some cross-eyed ducks, he had given up being useful and was just musing on the philosophy of life.
"Ennnnriccco," something rasped behind in.
He jumped to his feet, assuming a wrestler's stance.
"Ennnnriccco, it is I."
"Again? I thought I was done with you."
"You owe me more than you think, mmmy boy."
The spy grumbled. "Well, spit it out, then."
"Have no fear. By the time I need it, you will be ready to discard it."
Well, that was better than he had expected. You had to be careful around these powerful beings. Enrico found them extremely demanding. But useful, too.
"I need," the presence continued, "the child."
"Well, actually, my plans have changed a bit. You see, I have use for it too. And by the time its usefulness has diminished, it may not be available." Enrico was playing this carefully. He could see a very pleasant outcome forming in the distance.
"Oh, Ennnriccco, you would not be so cruel. If I help you to get it, can I have it?"
"Maybe. After I'm done."
"Sooooo be it," the invisible thing snapped, "be here at twilight, and I will teach and you will learn." A cold rush of air, and then Enrico knew he was alone.