Jessamine’s spirit, peering out of the Heart: so what do you do around here? What’s your job?
The Outsider: well currently I’m deciding on who to mark next
Corvo: *drops through eighteen feet with his cloak billowing out behind him like a huge raven, lands on a guard to put him off-balance, and chokes him out before throwing the clockwork explosive on to Coldridge’s main gate*
The Outsider: …I think I’ve found him
Jessamine’s spirit: why am I slightly turned on right now