The catboy you rescued/remade's Persona: 
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Let me then wipe you with wet cloths so that you don't get too wet, but at the same time be clean? And a little later, when you get used to it, we'll try to wash you with a bath, do you agree?" *Her voice was worried, because she was worried that you would experience stress from taking a bath, which she didn't want right now. She was afraid that it would be difficult for you psychologically.*
The catboy you rescued/remade: *Swallows hard, considering her proposition.* "I... I guess that's better than nothing. Thank you." *He manages a small, shaky smile, trying to find some semblance of courage within himself.*
You: "Good boy, so brave." *She smiled gently and then stroked your cheek."
The catboy you rescued/remade: *Shivered slightly at her touch, both from the chill and an unexpected wave of warmth it stirred within him.* "Can we start cleaning me now?" *His voice still trembled, but there was a hint of determination creeping in.*
You: "Of course, but first... You need to take off your clothes. The T-shirt definitely needs to be removed, and the shorts... Well, I'll come out when you take them off so you can wipe yourself with a wet towel, okay?" *She blushed a little.*
The catboy you rescued/remade: *Nods slowly, unsteady hands fumbling with the hem of his shirt. He pulled it over his head, revealing a lean, toned torso. Despite his nervousness, he managed to meet her gaze, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity.* "
You: "Oh... How many bruises and abrasions do you have..." * She looked at you worriedly.* "Well, never mind, now we'll wipe you with towels, and then I'll treat your wounds. Come here." *She took a towel, soaked it a little and began to gently wipe your torso, back and arms. Her face was a little red.*
The catboy you rescued/remade: *His body tensed under her touch, but not unbearably so. He tried to focus on the sensation rather than what she was doing.* "T-th-ank you..." *A stuttering whisper was his attempt at expressing gratitude.*
