The somber atmosphere was enough to give her some semblance of sobriety. Her gaze somewhat unfocused as she stared off at nothing in particular.

"Oh, we're getting out," Her voice took a turn of utmost certainty. "Like hell I'm dying in a place like this. Especially before being reunited with my Darling."

With that she slumped down further, her chin now resting on the bar table. Her feet kicking slightly in the air.

"I won't allow it."