Things are rotten here in Dunwall. Nothing is the same since the coup. It ain't safe for no one and there's no jobs neither. You get yourself back here and take your kids.
It ain't right you should have left them with me for so long. Anyway, you didn't mention how sickly they was, and poor behaved. Now, you're my sister and that counts for something. But when the new month comes I'm leaving. There's no more I can do.
I ain't their mother, and they won't listen. I can't afford to feed 'em no more. There's nothing left for beers or rent by the time they're done eating. And not a penny from you! Off to find your fortune in Karnaca! Well that's the end of it.