"So," she decides to tell him, filling him in on the Other gossip.

"I was sad. Lonely. And he was very convincing when he promised his marriage was over. I--" Juliet barks out a laugh like she's just realized the punchline to a joke. "I became the other woman. After a marriage filled with anger and hurt I came here and did the same thing to another woman."

She closes her eyes and rests her head against the beam behind her.

"And then he died. After infiltrating the Tail section, posing as a survivor. And it was my fault."

Juliet never talks this much, but it's him, and the alcohol, and things pour out of her.