The music is relaxing to Iris at the very least. She still manages to remain conscious and keep hold of the cat spirit until it's immobilized. The singing is certainly effective; nearby, Wagahai has curled up in the grass and dozed off.

"That was wonderful!" Iris says once it's done. "And it looks as though it's done the job." She gently places the nekomata on the grass. "Although, we'll need to tell it a story too, right? We should find somewhere to keep it so it can't run away once it wakes."