human
Kaito:  The attack itself was, by all means, no different than his usual treatment. Their location, on the other hand, was anything but usual. As a result, the impact of the kick caused Kaito to lose his footing and slip. “Wh—?”
gpt
Kaito:  “Oh?” The frozen ground was all but devoid of friction. And to compound on Kaito’s misfortune, the ground had begun gently sloping up at some point. Without realizing it, they’d climbed up a little white hill. One can imagine, then, what happened to Kaito when he slipped. His black long coat acting as a sled, he began sliding down the hill at an alarming rate. “Ahhhhhhhh, Elisabeeeeeeeeeeeeeth!”
human
Elisabeth:  “Kaitoooooooooooooooooo!”
gpt
Lugh:  “My beloved Master Kaitoooooooooooooooo!”
human
Olga:  “Hmm. I seem to have lost my precious successor.”
gpt
Marie:  “I don’t know if he was really all that precious.” While the remaining members clamored among themselves, Kaito continued accelerating with no signs of stopping. He frantically thrust his beastly arm into the ground. However, he was unsuccessful in driving his claws into the ice. So, uh, what exactly am I supposed to do now?
human
Kaito:  Although he wasn’t exactly being driven by negative emotions, the absurdity of the situation served to calm him just as effectively. Kaito narrowed his eyes and cast a glance over his surroundings. When he did, he realized something. There were strange furrows in the ground right next to where he was sliding. The snowflakes had been carved up, and the ice had been shaved away. In all likelihood, this was where Bandersnatch had slid down the hill. “Well, it looks like I’m headed in the right direction, so…I guess this is fine?” After all, Kaito’s pace had been the slowest among the group. Deciding that continuing to slide was just fine by him, he stopped resisting. Of course, that said, it wasn’t like he had any way to stop. Growing slightly desperate, Kaito crossed his arms. Maintaining that posture, he continued sliding away. Eventually, the ground became flat again. Despite that, though, Kaito’s speed showed no signs of abating. He merely continued rushing along the ground beneath the milky-white sky. Then, suddenly, he got caught on something and came to a stop. “Hmm? What’s that?” Kaito squinted. It felt as though he’d been caught by countless pairs of transparent hands. He then reached out and checked to see what it was that had actually stopped him. It turned out to be a fat bundle of wire-thin plants. Each one of the snow-white vines was covered in fuzzy, bur-shaped blossoms. Narrowing his eyes once more, Kaito surveyed his surroundings. The ivy stretched out around the entire environs. He tried giving the vine a tug. The more he pulled it back, though, the more it stretched. It didn’t look like it was going to snap, nor was there any end to it in sight. It was far longer and sturdier than he’d expected. What’s a plant doing here, though? I thought stuff wasn’t supposed to be able to live here. What’s going on, then?