human
Subaru:  "And if you do, I won’t be able to fight off Master Wilhelm.”
gpt
Ferris:  “…Control? What are you talking about? I’d never do anything viole—”
human
Ferris:  “Wait, wait, wait. Then what do mew intend to do with that tablespoon you’re squeezing so hard? Maybe your parents raised you badly, but that’s not how you hold one, meow.”
gpt
Ferris:  When Ferris pointed it out, Subaru realized for the first time that he was holding a tablespoon in his right hand—and that he was crudely gripping it backward, like he was going to stab someone with it. —How… When did I…?
human
Ferris:  "Just like Rem pointed out, violence will get you nothing, meow. If you fly into a rage here, I’ll just keep Rem occupied while Old Man Wil slices you in half.”
gpt
Crusch:  “Moreover, I do not want to issue such a command. To do so after you have stayed here for several days would cause political problems, and I would rather not stain the carpet that my father sent me as a present.” In the face of Subaru’s insolence, Crusch still behaved reservedly. This was at once a display of the greatness of her character and scorn for the powerlessness of Subaru, who had nothing to wield in anger save a tiny utensil. All of it really rubbed him the wrong way. But instead of an apology, dogged insistence came out of his mouth.
human
Subaru:  “…So you’re not going to lend a hand, no matter what, then?”
gpt
Crusch:  “Correct. Your statements are not credible, nor does cooperating with you hold any attractiveness for my side. Accordingly, I shall observe from a distance.”
human
Subaru:  “The Witch Cult…is coming. When they get here, they’re going to kill all the people in that village. Knowing but not doing anything means it’ll be your ‘Sloth’ that kills the village.” Subaru glared at Crusch, invoking the title of a certain despicable madman.
gpt
Crusch:  “Quite arrogantly put. Consequently, there is one more thing for me to add.” While Subaru gave her a filthy look, Crusch stood up, staring straight back into his eyes.
human
Crusch:  “I am able to largely discern whether a person is lying. I can boast that, since far back, I have never once been cheated in negotiations.” Suddenly, Crusch began to speak on a different topic. She continued to peer into Subaru’s eyes as they clouded with doubt.
gpt
Crusch:  “If my experience is anything to judge by, what you speak are not lies.”
human
Subaru:  “Th-then…!”
gpt
Crusch:  “You wholly believe that your assertions are the truth, and therefore, they are not lies to you. Those in such a state are called madmen, Subaru Natsuki.” It was then and there that Subaru clearly understood that negotiations had failed.