Jareth blinked. This was going to take forever. He moved and placed one foot on the window sill before starting to speak. "I am a king, I have few interests as I have no time to pursue anything." He shrugged and turned to look directly at her. "I created all of that labyrinth though, and the castle. Built with my own hands, and magic."

Sarah crossed her arms in front of her and thought for a moment. How in the world was she supposed to get to know someone that didn't have any interests? She nodded when he mentioned building the labyrinth and his castle, but that wasn't really something that interested him. It was more of a duty or part of his job. "You mean to tell me that you don't like to do anything? You just sit there all day until a baby needs to be stolen?"

"I babysit all day." He muttered. "Ruling over a hoard of goblins is no easy task Sarah. If I do not watch them almost constantly they are sure to kill each other and then I will be king of nothing and that is no fun." He finally noted what Sarah had said. "I do not steal children. If they are not won back I set them up in Fae homes so that they will be loved."

Sarah squinted over at him, an extremely confused look on her face. "But the book said...." she paused, staring at him for a few seconds before speaking again. "Fae?" She had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.

He sighed. "The book also said that I was horrid, did it not?" He noted that she asked what fae were and he thought about the best way to describe it. "Large fairies, without wings. Cousins to elves, though not nearly as nature loving, unless they are woodland fae."

Sarah nodded again, only one swift head movement for she was still processing the information that had been given to her. "Wait," She held up one of her hands and glanced at the floor. She looked back up at him and smiled, trying to contain her laughter. "Are you telling me that you're a fairy?"

Jareth narrowed his eyes. "Fairies are flying pests that bite. I only fly when I'm an owl." Of course she would poke fun at him. "I am like a fairy, in that I can grant wishes, craft dreams, but I am not a pest that needs to be controlled. So no, I am not a fairy."

Sarah cocked her head to the side and smiled, still trying to stifle her laughter. "Well, I guess that explains all the glitter." She covered her mouth as she started to snicker, her whole body hanging slightly forward and her free arm wrapping around her waist. "I'm sorry." she said, the laughter stopping slowly and her body straightening up. She cleared her throat and smiled at him. "I'm sorry."

Jareth grumbled to himself and crossed his arms over his chest. "I can't bloody well control the glitter." He waited for her laughter to die down and he nodded at her smile. "It is fine, I understand, it seems a little ridiculous, someone who is supposed to be so frightening being a glitter factory."

Sarah regained her composure and merely sat there staring at him for a few moments, simply trying to figure him out. "Ok," she started, shifting her position on the bed. "You mean to tell me that you don't like doing anything? You don't enjoy anything?"

Sarah regained her composure and merely sat there staring at him for a few moments, simply trying to figure him out. "Ok," she started, shifting her position on the bed. "You mean to tell me that you don't like doing anything? You don't enjoy anything?"

"I have no time to do anything. I used to enjoy reading, occasionally partaking in music, but then my kingly duties got in the way and I had to place all of my energy into running the goblin kingdom."

Sarah nodded along as he spoke, wondering how in the world someone could just allow themselves to never read again. "Well, it's kind of sad that you don't have time to do the things you enjoy."

He nodded along with her. "You are telling me, though you have met my subjects of course. I am practically a large, glittery babysitter. If it wasn't for me they would have died off as a species long ago."

Sarah snickered. Why was he constantly remarking on the glitter? "Is that why you're so cruel to all of them? As far as I could tell they don't really do anything that bad." She stood up, somewhat bored of simply sitting on her bed and walked over to her bureau, gently picking up each of the tiny knick knacks that sat up it and examining them for damages.