Ronan presses closer, ready to catch Hennessy if the exhaustion has its way and she loses the fight against gravity. It should be some kind of relief that she's trapped down here, that she can't find some new way to work against him or murder him slowly. Instead, he wishes these bars would just disappear.

"A little," he answers. "But I couldn't dream. It's like there's something in the way."

He almost assures her that it's not like the power's gone, only that he can't reach it right now. But that won't be any comfort to Hennessy at all, will it?

"If sleep's what you need, this is the safest place to do it. There's some kind of forcefield fuckery down here. Keeps magic out. As in, one hundred percent null and void."