Er... no. He says she will live to be old and poor, nothing about whether she is happy or not.

I do think most of the non-lethal options are worse than death, but some of them like Campbell and the Pendletons are also poetic justice. Not so much with Lady Boyle. If you Heart them, there are things about all three which make me pity them even in their posh circumstances.

He seems to be a rapist at first if you do it that way.

Try another way and tell her to go to the basemant and she willingly heads down there to meet him. Even addresses him by name.

It took away the creepiness knowing that she actually did love him too.

I don't think that justice precludes compassion.


She says "I believe Brisby was looking for you," but the way she says Brisby, disgust dripping from the name, makes me think that she finds him a revolting creep.

And you don't tell her whom she's meeting when you send her to the basemant.

I had an option where she responded "Oh, good lord Brisby has arrived?" And she makes her way down to the basemant.

My opinions on if the nonlethal fates are worse than quick but rather painful death.
Overseer: No.
Twins: Yes.
Boyle: Probably not.
Regent: No.
Doud: Probably not.
Admiral: No.

The Overseer ends up dying of plague in a burnt out warehouse in the Flooded District. Lady Boyle ends up chained to some guy's basemant wall for the rest of her life. The Regent is executed for regicide after six months of imprisonment (if Corvo's own situation can be taken as a model).

I doubt Lady Boyle winds up chained in a basemant. I think she just winds up in a nice, plush country estate... and not allowed to leave. And the regent probably uses his money and power to get off with life in a plushly decorated cell. I liked feeding him to my rats much better.

Didn't know about the Overseer, though if it's true, "fate worse than death" applies to him, too.

My feelings on all the non-lethal options.

These bastards took my empress and daughter (or the girl who I treat as my daughter) away from me, framed me for a crime I didn't commit, and left me to die slowly as my old life was taken away from me.

Death is too merciful for them; they shall suffer as I have.