human
Tinasha:  The queen with no throne floated up into the air as she always did, flipping upside down and looking Oscar in the eyes. She observed her own reflection in the man’s sky-colored eyes, while Oscar saw his in her ebony ones. Tinasha looked at him fondly, a softness in her gaze. Released from the delusions of her past, she now gave off an air of innate ease and reliability.
gpt
Oscar:  Oscar reached out to draw her face closer. He moved to kiss her red lips, but before he could, she noticed something and cried, “Oh!”
human
Oscar:  "What is it…?" Oscar frowned, put out at the thwarting of his maneuver.
gpt
Tinasha:  She was pointing to his collarbone. "You have a bruise there. Did you run into something?”
human
Oscar:  That damn woman, Oscar cursed in silence. He took care not to let the emotion show on his face.
gpt
Tinasha:  Tinasha rested her chin on her hands, tilting her head thoughtfully. “I can’t erase your bruise. Do you want me to use a glamour to conceal it?”
human
Oscar:  “Yeah, could you? Speaking of, how are the ones on your foot?”
gpt
Tinasha:  “You should worry more about yourself.” Tinasha muttered, looking put out. She placed a small illusory effect on Oscar’s collarbone and then kissed his forehead while she was at it.