human
Roswaal:  In the sky taller than the trees of the forest, she saw the sun had only just begun to rise.
gpt
Roswaal:  “…Surprisingly, I am unmoved.” With the sunlight striking her eyes, the girl seemed disappointed as she tilted her head. Just as she had said, there was no surge of emotion visible within her impassive eyes. She’d expected something from seeing the real sun after gazing upon a false one for so long, but it didn’t affect her as much as she’d thought it would. All that said, she was free to applaud the trick she had played, the performance she had delivered. She felt a sense of accomplishment. She’d recovered the magic crystal she’d had her eye on from the very beginning, and for the moment, she had nothing to be concerned of while wandering about.
human
Roswaal:  “My only regret is that since I was forced to borrow that thing’s help, I was unable to see her crushed by the Trial…but she did lift the barrier. I suppose I shall chalk it up as breaking even.” Had it not been for that, she—no, the vessel—would never have been able to venture out from the Sanctuary. She had been in a veritable deadlock, drowning in the cleverness of her own scheme. Atypically, thinking of the girl who’d freed her from that situation made her chest overflow with emotions that were difficult to put into words.
gpt
Roswaal:  “…Well, I don’t really mind. I really can’t overwork this body, and I’d anticipated having to walk around for a while to fill in all the blanks. There’s no need to obsess over such things…for now.” The girl opened and closed her hands to check on the condition of her body.