human
Subaru:  "Anyway, do you at least have a map or something so I’ll know where they might be?”
gpt
Ram:  "I’ll draw my own map in my mind. Then we’ll talk.”
human
Subaru:  “In other words, it’s a rule of thumb sorta thingy. Understood, master.” One of the ingredients was classified, the locations were in Ram’s memory only, and Subaru was useless both in a fight and in knowledge. So why—why was he even there?
gpt
Subaru:  "I’m a packhorse and comic relief…?” As Subaru pondered his role—responsibility aside—
human
Puck:  “Oh, if it’s comic relief, I’m in the running! Heh-heh, let’s compete to see who’s better.” His voice was so carefree that Subaru tilted his neck and smashed the spirit with his head.
gpt
Puck:  “Mee-yahhh!”
human
Puck:  “Ooh, that feels good. Yah, yah!”
gpt
Puck:  “Mya! Mya! Mya!” The fur felt so good brushing up against his cheek that Subaru kept hitting his head against the yowling Puck as he stumbled up the awkward mountain trail—
human
Subaru:  “Argh…” —completely unaware that Ram sighed in frustration at their lack of vigilance.