"I don't actually believe in therapy," Cin admitted, pausing in front of the cupboard and looking at him, trying to work out if this really was the same man, and how much of this was a front. "It's all a money making scam." She paused for a moment and then added, "you were a mess." She tried to say it like it was a fact, and not like it was a thing that had deeply unsettled her, among a week of deeply unsettling things.