Her hope was that by allowing her body to relax and rest, the memories would come forth easier. Determination and grit could only get her so far. She knew without Mr. Akingbade telling her explicitly so that she was only endangering her progress by attempting to force the memories. At least twelve hours of uninterrupted sleep sounded like heaven. If she was relaxed enough that the binds he was breaking each session with magic began to fray even further on their own, she would be even happier.