human
Bordeaux:  “In which case, I believe His Majesty himself may be the key to what is happening here. I don’t know why they took him, but there seems to be many things about this that can only be understood by those present.”
gpt
Bordeaux:  “Guess we’ve got no choice but to trust them, whatever they’re thinking. Never been so frustrated in my life.” Bordeaux let out a sigh. Beside him, Miklotov was silent, lost in thought. It was almost as if he were ignoring Bordeaux, but the giant didn’t say anything about it. The two of them had known each other for a long time now. Bordeaux trusted the sage’s judgment and perception more than that of anyone else in the Kingdom of Lugunica. It was Miklotov’s role to be lost in thought. It was not Bordeaux’s. His job was to see that the greatest sage in Lugunica returned home safely. If the worst should happen, Bordeaux would use his own massive body as Miklotov’s shield.
human
Bordeaux:  “Not sure I could buy us a whole lot of time though—not these days…” He touched a hand to his wrinkled, aged face and let a quiet sigh slip out. If he had his wish, the actions and judgment of the young escorts they’d traveled with would help break this deadlock that had set upon them.
gpt
Bordeaux:  “Gotta hope this generation’s knights can pull their weight…”