human
Subaru:  "I don’t even know her name.”
gpt
Rom:  “Just how many scrapes do you get into for girls whose names you don’t know? !”
human
Subaru:  “Hey, back when I didn’t know Emilia-tan’s name, I was pretty desperate, so I don’t think anything I did was that weird.”
gpt
Rom:  Subaru’s indifferent reply made Old Man Rom rub his eyebrows in exhaustion. “No point thinking about it. All right, fine. I’ll rely on you, so let me know if you find out anything about Felt. If I can repay you, I will.”
human
Subaru:  “You’re really gushing. It’s because it’s your adorable granddaughter, huh?”
gpt
Rom:  “—That’s right. She’s…like a granddaughter to me, so please.”
human
Subaru:  Subaru’s jaw dropped at Rom’s straight-up, unashamed agreement with him. He wondered if the blond thief girl really knew how deeply he felt for her. Knowing her, he figured she’d go red in the face and try to blow it all off. As Subaru’s discussion with Old Man Rom wrapped up.
gpt
Girl:  “Reinhard… To hear the name of Reinhard here, of all places…” She suppressed a laugh.
human
Subaru:  Subaru’s relaxed expression tightened again as he turned toward her. “Hey, it’s not polite to eavesdrop. Don’t go listening in on other people’s business like that.”
gpt
Girl:  “I did not listen in. You two oafs simply began speaking right in front of me.—You. From the way you speak of him, it seems your claim to know the Sword Saint was not a bluff. Are you close?”
human
Subaru:  “It’d be a bit much to say we met once and became best friends forever, but we’re on good terms, yeah.” Subaru owed a debt to Reinhard. He had enough of a sense of reciprocity to pay it back…even if he couldn’t exactly imagine Reinhard in a crisis that Subaru could bail him out of. Subaru asked his new companion. “Well, what do you know about Reinhard? You don’t seem like a fan of his.”
gpt
Girl:  “From what I have heard, he is a rather twisted person. Beyond that, I have only seen him slightly from afar.”
human
Subaru:  The way she declared someone to be twisted without having even spoken to him suggested it was her own thinking that was twisted. But with the girl’s silence indicating she had no intention to elaborate, Subaru turned his attention back to Old Man Rom. “Leaving her aside, how should I get in touch with you?”
gpt
Rom:  “There’s a store called Cadmon on Market Street. Give my name to the grumpy-looking man there and he’ll get in touch with me.”
human
Subaru:  “All right, all right. Cadmon… Cadmon?” As Rom explained how to get in touch, Subaru tilted his head at the familiar-sounding word. Either way, he’d fulfilled his promise to pay Old Man Rom a visit. That was one thing off his to-do list. To take care of the rest, first, he needed something else… “Incidentally, the girl and I are actually completely lost.