[she waves off the commentary.] 'Tis far too much effort to even try, especially when it is far easier to simply magically convince their bodies to rest.

[... then trap them in a waking nightmare. During which they simply fight themselves. Alas, the strategy that means nothing here.]

Indeed. [She notices the curiosity, and sighs.] Warden Amell. I gave him my ring so that I may locate him should the need arise. 'Tis an old spell, nearly forgotten in the passage of time.

[And it totally didn't have any other reasoning, nope. Not at all.]