As it turned out, the effect was quite good.
Though she had been on the verge of death after taking repeated blows from a demigod, Catherine seemed to have become a little clearer-headed.
Combined with revisiting a familiar place and using familiar things to stimulate her memories, the therapy had even helped her remember her name.
But it still wasn't enough—
"Very good, Catherine. So do you remember what you look like?"
After giving her another thumbs-up, Fu Qian continued coaxing her patiently, helping her recall more.
"I..."
This time, the voice seemed to come not from her chest, but from somewhere slowly moving upward.
As he listened, he could almost picture a mouth swimming its way up.
"I'm Catherine... I work here..."
The process was clearly not easy. As Catherine kept repeating her name, her voice grew noticeably more pained, even verging on madness.
But that wasn't a bad thing. At least pain and madness meant she was becoming more human, didn't they?
At that moment, Fu Qian noted that her muttering no longer sounded quite so hoarse.
"The customers here are so... so annoying..."
At the very end of her muttering, her voice suddenly sounded right beside his ear, as if someone were whispering into it—because someone was.
Fu Qian turned his head quite naturally and looked at his shoulder.
After catching a meteor with his hand, his relatively formal outfit had been torn open in a large patch. A clump of viscous darkness was slowly gathering over the exposed part of his shoulder.
The one who had repeated the word "annoying" twice was a mouth with a row of stark white teeth on display.
There was nothing but that one feature on the shape resembling a head, which was certainly unpleasant to look at. Fortunately, fluid soon