Mm, he was already somewhere else. She could hear it in his heartbeat, already heavy with his--well, she hesitated to call it medication. Juliette didn't know what was wrong with him. Perhaps he had the consumption and none of them knew it. It wouldn't matter either way. The medication would have ended up being the same. Sure as Hell didn't matter to her being dead and all, as she snuggled up to his side.
"We are outside of Tucson, mon cher," she told him with a hint of a smile. "It feels like such a long time since I was so far out west," Juliette sighed softly, almost wistfully. She had come out this way after her escape, looking for something, anything to explain what the Hell she had become. There was nothing but bright sun and venomous snakes - some walking on two legs. Although she watched him reach for the flask, she didn't stop him. "Where would you like to be now? I can take you. I have the time."