[Part of her wants to say it'd be similar to if she fell for Jareth after he took her brother. Except it's not similar, and she doesn't like thinking about what she feels about Jareth because she doesn't even know what she feels. Hate mostly, but there's a bit of excitement too sometimes. Or there was. Not so much anymore. And she HATES that she even felt that. Because ew! He's old!
She shakes herself out of her thoughts and gives his hand another squeeze.]