The Joker quirks one eyebrow, though the other eye is still scrunched. "The ways you want him to. I see." He attempts a twirl, though he wobbles slightly as he spins toward Xellos. "And a lovely dance it is, too!" He picks him up and spins him around. "La da deee..." He puts him down again, laughing, manically, and clutches his head.
The laughter stops and he looks up quickly. "No. Don't...can't rest, can't sleep. It'll pass. Just...uh...you just stay."