Whaler 1: You're geared for field work.
Whaler 2: I have a job tonight.
Whaler 1: What's the delay.
Whaler 2: I am gate-bound, not river-bound.
Whaler 1: And Daud holds the key to the tunnel, and has asked not to be disturbed, is that it?
Whaler 2: Correct.
Whaler 1: This prisoner we took, the bodyguard who was with the Empress, seems to trouble him gravely.
Whaler 2: Yes, I feel that we've reached a turning point tonight.
Whaler 1: Yes. Good luck on your assignment, when you are permitted to leave.
Rulfio: For your next trial, you must move unseen. Stay in shadow and avoid the light. Cross to the other side of the room without attracting notice. Very good. I did not see you approach. Now, attempt a transversal. Do not focus on your destination with your eyes, that is folly, and will limit the potential of the power. You know the layout of the room. Instead, focus on where you wish to be standing, and will it be so. Excellent. We have no more to teach you for now. Return to your place of rest. Your real work with us begins tomorrow night.
Whaler 3: Corvo's vanished from confinement, from the whole area, and the men on duty swear they saw absolutely nothing. It sounds, impossible, I know. The Greaves Refinery's restarted. What do you make of it?
Daud: That he knows your work better than you do. Deal with the sentries as you see fit. As for Corvo, I suspect that in time, he will come to me here. So you've lost it all. Ruined at last, Lord Regent. Royal Spymaster. Hiram Burrows. You small, worried man. You'll never know how many times I've thought about trying to get close to you again, just to put a piece of sharp metal in your eye.
But now there's no need. You've been taken down by the same...
...had and so many contracts. How many people did I kill for you? None like the last. None like her. I'd give back all the coin if I could. No one should have to kill an Empress.