human
Subaru:  Given how interested Rom seemed to be in the mitia, Subaru mused to himself that gadgets were something men were fond of, no matter what world you were in.
gpt
Rom:  “Whether it be your clothes or this, you’ve really got a lot of strange stuff on you, don’t you? I mean, these things here are delicious!”
human
Subaru:  “I know, right? Hey, wait! I thought you said a bite! Those are my corn chips! That’s the last food I had on me!”
gpt
Rom:  “Oh don’t be so stingy. If you keep something as tasty as this all to yourself, you’re gonna fall straight to hell, I tell ya.”
human
Subaru:  “Oh and you won’t, for eating all them yourself?! Blaming others while you’re doing the same yourself is a really bad habit of you baby boomers… I said, stop eating those!” Subaru thought he was just being kind by sharing some of his snacks, but after seeing them all get eaten like this, he sure did regret it. As he put his empty snack bags back in his convenience store bag, he was close to tears. By the time they both heard a knock on the door, it was already quite close to sunset. It was just as Subaru was starting to doze off, and when he looked up, he saw Rom move his giant body lightly toward the door. After quietly putting one ear against it, Rom whispered.
gpt
Rom:  “To the giant rats…?”
human
???:  “We give poison.”
gpt
Rom:  “To the great white whale…?”
human
???:  “We lend a fishing hook.”
gpt
Rom:  “To our most honorable great dragon…?”
human
???:  “We say, ‘Burn in hell!’” To each of Rom’s short questions came a curt answer. Along with the special knock, those had to be passwords. Satisfied with the answers, Rom unlocked the door.
gpt
???:  “Sorry I took so long, Old Man Rom. I had someone really persistent on my tail, and it took me a long time to lose ’em.” With a friendly tone in her voice, a young girl slipped past Rom, bragging of her exploits.