"And I love you," Sarah murmured, pressing her forehead back against Peter's as she pulled up another smile. For him.
Jareth she struggled to ignore, and won for a time, hearing no more that the continued 'I want, I want' no matter what the words were, but then something in his tone drew her attention - not her eyes, but she was listening. What he said after that made her blood run cold, her stomach plummeting with the fear the words inspired. Jareth could wish her away.
She wanted to object, say that wasn't how things worked and that he was a liar, that he only said it to trick anyone listening. But she didn't know, not really, just what could be accomplished by a wish made by the Goblin King himself. They were his subjects, and stupidly loyal ones at that. Her fear had always been for Peter, that he would be taken, and she had never once truly given weight to the idea of someome wishing her away.
Now she had to do that very thing.
She was afraid now, more afraid than she had ever been of Jareth before. She didn't even get an idiotic moment of considering willing over forced, as she didn't want to go - not willingly, not unwillingly. And this was all only seconds of reaction to the words, but it was enough for Peter to move in front of her. He still held her hand with one of his, and to that hand she was clinging with a force that could injure. The room was getting colder, not enough to be a significant drop in temperature, but enough to be a warning she didn't really need that Peter was, to put it lightly and very obviously, Not Happy.
For all her stubbornness, her fearlessness in any other situation and even for all the bravado she could summon near Jareth, nothing could change she was genuinely afraid - and not just of being taken, but losing everything she now had, everyone she now had. Peter most of all. But she knew, with the only certainty she possessed right now, that he would do everything in his power to stop this.
Sarah pressed her head to Peter's back, the idea coming suddenly in a desperate, uncertain rush. Wish him away, wish him away. It might not work, it might be the single stupidest idea ever, but Peter might be the only one who could do it. Jareth wasn't supposed to have power over her anymore - or her wishes, at least, as the fear gave him power now - but if Peter wanted to take the risk, it was the only thing she could contribute to this. Suddenly, 'damsel in distress' was too damn close and far too soon for her assumption of 'possibly someday'.