Now it made sense, she was plotting to escape. That required… far too much energy for Jareth. He really, really just wanted to sleep. They had kept him rather sedated since he’d been brought to Arkham for the safety of everyone else. Not because he was particularly dangerous to anyone, including himself, but just because he had made it that difficult when he’d woken up there.
Jareth was easier to deal with when he was sedate, plain and simple.
But Ceiling Girl was trying to escape and normally Jareth would go with her. However, sleep sounded far, far more delightful choice. So he shuffled again down the hall, toward his room and away from the chaos. He really didn’t want to get another shot of sedative.
He just wanted to sleep. "Too. Much." he said slowly.