Maddie averted her eyes at his description, a bit tight-lipped as she remembered her very recent discomforts of restraints and caging in the jail. "I don't think there will be a need for it, I just wanted to be sure."
His teasing was refreshing, though, and she couldn't help a bit of a giggle at the idea of warning him if she did have a desire to make a run to escape him. "I'm not a fan of running, really. Especially when I have a lot to carry. Would be far too slow to escape," she teased. Settling her bag on the ground, though, she shoved it this way and that to try and form some sort of pillow so she wasn't left to sleep entirely on the ground.
Once she was satisfied she flopped over to curl up with it as best as she could to rest her tired eyes and the limbs that would certainly be sore come morning from such a short journey. "Wake me up if I sleep too long," she warned him, gesturing at herself with a heavy hand before letting it fall back to curl beside her head on her makeshift pillow as a sleepy yawn seized her for the sudden prospect of rest. "Goodnight Mister Dempsey."
It was several moments more before she would speak again, her eyes closed and brow creased with worry. "Don't let the magic happen," she pleaded in a whisper, knowing it was a silly thing to wish for so long as he stayed near enough to nullify what she feared.