human
Fourier:  Fourier had begged Ferris not to let him look bad in front of Crusch when she came to visit. Ferris was painfully aware that this had nothing to do with Fourier’s pride but instead his consideration for Crusch. Ferris said nothing.
gpt
Fourier:  Fourier spoke as if he could read the boy’s mind. “Nothing…troubling you with the knights, Ferris? Don’t forget to lean on your friend… Yes, on Julius. You try to take on too much by yourself sometimes.”
human
Ferris:  There were times these days when Ferris wasn’t sure who was comforting whom on these visits. “My… My friends. You, Your Highness… You’re my only friend. Aren’t you? So when you aren’t feeling strong, I end up…by myself.”
gpt
Fourier:  “Certainly…not. Don’t worry, Ferris. You’re kind, and at heart you are strong. Everyone loves you…and will befriend you, as I have. I may have been your first friend, but you needn’t let me be your last. Remember this: Don’t force yourself to be alone.”
human
Ferris:  “Your Highness…” Why was he talking like this, like this was the end? It wasn’t the end. And how could he seem so attuned to what Ferris was feeling? Fourier’s words had held real power lately. Not worldly power, but the piercing power of truth. It made Ferris afraid. “Your Highness…! Your Highness, if anything happens to you…I’ll…”
gpt
Fourier:  “Bring me back to life? Please, don’t say such things.”
human
Ferris:  “—” Fourier had read him like a book. He was lying on his bed and couldn’t have seen the tome in Ferris’s hand. Yet he had guessed exactly what Ferris had in mind and refused it.
gpt
Fourier:  “I am me, you understand. My life began when I began, and it should end when I end. For it to go on after I end—that isn’t right.”
human
Ferris:  “But…but why? Is it so strange that I want you to live? That I want someone who’s so important to me to be alive?” Only as Ferris voiced the words did he realize they were exactly the same as those his father had babbled beside the corpse of his mother. If not word for word, then at the very least the spirit was identical.
gpt
Fourier:  “Don’t lament, Ferris. Your heart is precious. Be proud of your abilities… You have the kindest power in all the world. Count not the wounds you couldn’t heal, but the things you were able to save. Don’t try to look back all the time while you’re walking forward… I won’t allow it.”
human
Ferris:  “Your Highness…”
gpt
Fourier:  Slowly, so slowly, Fourier sat up in his bed. He had wasted away so much that he could no longer stand under his own power, but he wanted Ferris to see the spark of life burn within him. The scarlet eyes regained some measure of their former strength. “And anyway,” he went on, “I may yet best this thing. I’m… Yes. I’m your friend, and the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Lugunica. I even defeated Crusch in a sword battle.