human
Roswaal:  "I could haaardly make my affection more obvious, and yet you have all the reaction of a steel wall. I’m going to lose my confidence in myself as a woman at this rate."
gpt
Wilhelm:  “I’m happy to respond earnestly to people who have sincere affection for me. But if they don’t, then I don’t waste my time with them.”
human
Roswaal:  “Hmm.” Roswaal closed one eye and lapsed into thought.
gpt
Wilhelm:  Wilhelm ignored her and grabbed something to wipe himself down with. After he had parted ways with Grimm, Wilhelm had headed to the training grounds and was indeed very sweaty. He did at least possess enough discretion, though, not to start changing clothes in front of a woman.
human
Roswaal:  “Then let’s talk in a spirit of sincere affection. Not as a man and woman, unfortunately, but as friends,” Roswaal said.
gpt
Wilhelm:  The tone of her voice had suddenly changed, and Wilhelm looked at her. Roswaal was still sitting just as she had been before, but her behavior was completely different. It was a side of her he had seen only rarely, on the battlefield, when she had been displaying her full desire to catch Sphinx. In other words, Roswaal was now well and truly serious.
human
Roswaal:  “With the help of you and your friends, I was able to achieve my objective. Consider this my heartfelt expression of gratitude for your help.”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “…Go on.”
human
Roswaal:  “The civil war is threatening to find its way into the territory of the House of Trias. Your family.”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Wha…? !” Wilhelm’s eyes went wide at this unexpected news.
human
Roswaal:  Roswaal folded her long legs and nodded gravely. "Yes. I have some acquaintances around there. I’m sure this isn’t easy for you to hear. I came here to tell you myself, fearing it might otherwise be too laaate.”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Why would you…? For that matter, why would they…?”
human
Roswaal:  “Of course, there’s nothing in the Trias lands worth attacking. The local lord and the royal army will both find it a bolt from the blue. Buuut the demi-humans aren’t so logical these days. You understand?”
gpt
Wilhelm:  The demi-humans who burned with the remnants of Valga’s hatred had nothing more to stop them, nor even anything to make them distinguish one target from another. Their actions might lead nowhere, yet the flames of this civil war could not be doused.
human
Roswaal:  “Then again, I suppose it could be revenge against you for killing their leaders, my dear Wilhelm Trias.”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “—” When one wounds another, it creates a reason for revenge. The beginning of this civil war, as well as its continuance, hinged on such reasons. And Wilhelm was in no position to condemn these actions.
human
Roswaal:  “I think your best hope is to talk to your superiors. I believe our friend Bordeaux would not do wrooong by you. Although it might take some time.” Then Roswaal stood up from the bed as if to signal that their conversation was over. She walked right past Wilhelm, who stood ramrod straight, and headed for the door.