human
Patrasche:  —Tsss. The pitch-black dragon was deftly hiding Rem behind her body. She clearly intended to be a shield in the worst case, if Ram had not been the one to return. Even as battered as she was, she still diligently followed Subaru’s orders.
gpt
Ram:  Or is it that you wanted to protect Rem, too?
human
Ram:  “I see… Good girl, Patrasche.” She gently rubbed the ground dragon’s neck. Given the severity of her wounds, Patrasche clearly needed to return to the green room. As loyal as she was, she was too badly hurt to force herself anymore. Ram didn’t want to ask the impossible from the person—the dragon—who had protected her sister. Praising Patrasche’s efforts, Ram moved to Rem, who was hidden behind her. She had already ended the horn resonance that had connected them earlier. The horn on her forehead had receded.