gpt
Valga:  "All right, Valga, explain to me what exactly is going on!" The demand echoed through the ravine.
human
Someone:  "Not so loud."
gpt
Someone:  "The fog outside may be an ill mist that absorbs sound, but at that volume there’s no telling who might hear you.” This voice was hoarse, quiet. Its owner had his hands over his ears, obviously annoyed.
human
Valga:  “I don’t care how right you think you are! I don’t care! If you want to criticize me, first you’d better explain what exactly you think you’re doing!”
gpt
Someone:  “Explain? Why should I explain anything? Have I done something wrong? Well, Libre?"