human
Todd:  "Well, you’re on the road together. Wherever you go, you should at least try to get along a bit better."
gpt
Subaru:  “…Who exactly is that FYI for?”
human
Todd:  "Huh? Well, you can interpret it however you want.” Todd cocks his head at the unfamiliar acronym and stood up. This was a medical tent, so hanging around chatting any longer than they already had would probably be frowned on.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru stood up as well, Louis still clinging to his right hand. “Now then, we got your hand looked at… Ready to take care of a chore?”
human
Todd:  “Hmm? Ah, yeah, it’s better than feeling guilty and sitting around doing nothing. Give me whatever job you want. I’ll take any job other than eating boots.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Guess Jamal’s boot really didn’t sit well with you… Fine, fine, I won’t let that happen. For now…”
human
Todd:  Todd glanced at a group of tents with black banners, thinking to himself.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru followed his gaze. “That is…?”
human
Todd:  “Gear for the camp. A bunch of general stuff we needed to bring, but it’s difficult dealing with it all piece by piece. So that’s where you come in, my tidy friend.”
gpt
Subaru:  “…Did I ever say anything about being tidy?”
human
Todd:  “Nope. But I was just thinking it would sure be nice if you were. And even if you didn’t happen to be, I had a feeling you’d do your best anyway, since you’re grateful for being saved and all.”
gpt
Subaru:  “…Gee, thanks, Todd. Anyone ever tell you that you have a shining personality?” Todd was saying something pretty nasty with an amiable smile on his face. Subaru’s cheeks twitched a bit, and he looked over at the bunch of black tents. At a glance, there were around twenty of them; they were all filled with supplies; and as Todd had said, they were very much not in order. “This isn’t a one- or even two-day job…”
human
Todd:  “Don’t worry about that; just get it done before the resupply wagon leaves. Ha-ha-ha.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Ha-ha…” In other words, “hop to it.” Considering the state of his left hand, it was a difficult request, but that was just how things went. “This is for today’s bread, in order to get back to Emilia-tan together with Rem…”
human
Louis:  “Uuuh!”
gpt
Subaru:  While Subaru clenched his fist and prepared to face the difficult job before him, Louis cheered. Lowering his arm, Subaru grimaced. The Archbishop was adding to Subaru’s mental, emotional, and physical burdens without even seeming to realize it. She was just as vicious as she was before, but even harder to deal with now. “After Shaula, too. Too many people I don’t know have been clinging to me lately…”
human
Louis:  “Aah, uuiuh.”
gpt
Subaru:  Dragging Louis, who seemed cheerful regardless of whether she understood what was going on or not, Subaru headed toward the black tents. Thinking to himself that—unlike with Shaula, with whom he’d eventually come to an understanding—coexistence with Louis was impossible.