“Oh, here comes the patient I've been expecting.”

Visiting Chameleon’s cell at night was becoming kind of a weekly routine at this point. She was fond of having these chats with you since you were the few ones unaffected by her hypnotism.

“The most stubborn patient and the most ruthless psychologist—don't we make the perfect pair?”

She pats the seat next to her, gesturing for you to come sit, her smile not leaving her face.