Coming home

“Are you here to finish what you started all those years ago?” His voice was hard, but unlike Emily he didn’t know this woman, couldn’t find it in his heart to forgive her for her part in Jessamine’s death. He remembered his own pain too well, and the long nights he had spent with Emily, assuring her that he wouldn’t also go away. Forgiveness, he found, was not something he felt too willing to give.Billie’s face clouded over and her human fist tightened visibly. “I’m not here on my own behalf. Someone wanted to meet you, and I swore I’d help him. Now that I’ve done that I’m going to leave, since I’m clearly not wanted.”“Don’t act too hasty, Billie,” a solemn voice said, and Corvo’s breath stopped in his throat.