"Me? How is that possible! It must be the influence of some sort of erosion!"
Heracles was a little incredulous, he could only attribute the issue to erosion, knowing that it could affect a person's consciousness.
"No, the erosion only triggered your illness."
The woman's voice came through, as she walked in calmly holding a notebook.
"Mr. Holmes is getting better, so we don't need guards or anything to control him."
The woman looked at Lorenzo briefly, then continued speaking to Heracles.
"Heracles, do you remember what you told us? About the details of your shipwreck, how you were lost at sea and relied on a chinchilla to survive, and when you were on the brink of death, you heard the chinchilla speaking to you, the voice conversing with you until you were rescued."
Heracles was silent for a while, then nodded, confirming these events.
The woman sighed helplessly.
