gpt
Theresia:  "It’s as if your sword is crying."
human
Wilhelm:  "—!" He had been swinging his blade out of sheer habit when Theresia said this. Instantly, Wilhelm felt a storm of emotion; he whirled on Theresia and glared at her.
gpt
Theresia:  "...Wh-what’s wrong?" she asked.
human
Wilhelm:  "You—! What do you know about my sword…? !" His unfocused pain had found an outlet. Wilhelm regretted the words, but they couldn’t be taken back.
gpt
Theresia:  Theresia frowned and said, "Wilhelm…you’re right. I’m not qualified to talk about swords."