Ignorance was bliss. Or so the saying went. When it came to Charles though, he tended to rather enjoy the uncomplicated lifestyle he was living. No real thought given to anything at all. Merely wandering through life in a sweet bliss filled haze that helped mask the never ending pain. Touched by fate, or luck, or maybe even the devil himself...Renmont seemingly breezed through life with almost inhuman ease. That gift of his came at a steep price to be sure; the constant migraines nearly enough to cripple him altogether, but the physical pain was a price he endured and that luck of his saw the man through the worst of things. Maybe one day he would see the carnival with clear mind and eyes alike, and realize that the world was far more complicated then he knew. Or perhaps he'd just continue to dance and court death without a care in the world until death finally decided it was time to take the reckless cowboy.
Here and now though such matters never stirred within the man's mind. If anything Charles simply smiled with ease a Juliette spoke of causing a stir due to her lack of appropriate attire. Earnestly the gunslinger found it easy to be near the vampire. Found it far more enjoyable to share her company, and a bit of mischief too. So without missing a beat her flirted back, even pausing to briefly tease her lower lip with the faintest of playful nibbles before speaking up again. "Well as much as I delight in a bit of a stir, we could always simply see about purchasing you a few new dresses or whatnot, Miss Juliette." Money really meant nothing to him, beyond using it to stay comfortably stocked with his much needed medicine or to buy himself so company or clothing. So truthfully the cowboy had no issue with offering to purchase her a new wardrobe if that was what she wished.
However when she brought up retiring to her wagon for a bit, well all thoughts of a shopping excursion fell to the wayside. "Well now that does sound like a mighty fine way to pass the time, darling. We can play a few hands of cards, maybe even wile away the time dancing beneath those soft sheets of yours as well." It wasn't love he felt for her. Oh base lust was always there to be sure, yet honestly the vampire was simply good company. It didn't bother Charles in the slightest that he sometimes paid for her time. Nor did he care that she danced for others either. No Juliette was a friend, and a boon one at that, who seemingly shared his appetite for pleasure and good conversation too. Plus in the modern cowboy's opinion, the two of them were also clearly the best dressed and most stylish around...even if the prudish locals could rarely appreciate the woman's sense of fashion. Or lack of clothing.