[ It'd been so long since Corvo has seen her face at all, let alone the way she'd looked when there was no one to interrupt. He can't help the laugh that escapes his lips, as choked as it was. ]

W-When the morning comes, my dear, I will never leave your side again. Whatever this weather may bring can't stop me from coming back to you. [ Are those tears down his cheeks? He doesn't even notice. ] Not again.