A quick rummage revealed two blankets, thick and neatly folded. Now slightly more used to catching the occasional bit of sleep in Jolt's backseat, it didn't take the girl long to make herself comfortable, half-curled, half-sprawled, and all exhaustion. It wasn't the best condition to be in, but if being utterly drained meant a smaller risk of nightmares, she wasn't about to complain.

"Thanks, Jolt," she mumbled into the seat, precisely three seconds before she fell asleep.