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Subaru:  As Subaru walked straight up the front stairs, he felt painfully aware of just what a little fish he was in that ocean. "Hey, um, am I all right here? To be honest, I’m so out of place it’s kinda scary…" Subaru looked down at his own outfit before glancing at Al, walking beside him.
human
Al:  "Well, yeah. We’re basically party crashers. No question they aren’t rolling out the red carpet for the two of us." Al’s ever-aloof attitude suggested he had no qualms about looking far more out of place than Subaru. Apparently, his eighteen years in another world had washed away all concerns about dress codes.
gpt
Subaru:  Not only that, all eyes were on the girl walking before them—Priscilla—as she continued toward the central chamber. The corridor was decorated with paintings and other works of art, and guards in full armor lined it on the left and right, swords raised in salute. Subaru had difficulty breathing under the pressure even though he wasn’t the object of attention. In the meantime, they arrived at the end of the corridor. He raised his eyes to see an enormous pair of double doors before them.