human
Fourier:  To think that my own friend Ferris was so inhumanly treated by his mother and father! And still they scheme and plot! I shall certainly show them no mercy. Even without Ferris’s knowledge, I swear I will—hrk! Cough! C-cough!” Fourier goes into a coughing fit.
gpt
Crusch:  "Your Highness, don’t get so agitated. Here, drink some tea." She held out a cup to him.
human
Fourier:  Fourier downed its contents in a single gulp and slammed it back onto the table. “—not forhib hem!” The hot tea turned his face red and mangled the words he tried to speak.
gpt
Fourier:  "Crusch, you must apprehend these scoundrels, and you must do it immediately. Luckily, Ferris is at the capital for his training at the moment. We may not be able to keep everything from him, but at least we can shield him from having to see the ugliest parts of it.”
human
Crusch:  “I understand, my lord. But we’re dealing with a slave trader operating within our own borders. If we want to find out where he’s coming from, we can’t act too impulsively. I beg your understanding on this matter.”
gpt
Fourier:  “Hrr… Grr… In that case, why did you tell me about this? If you’re not going to act right away, then things are at a standstill. And if you’ve thought so far ahead, what do you need from me?”
human
Crusch:  “I wish to request Your Highness’s help with Ferris."
gpt
Crusch:  His eyes went wide as Crusch placed a hand to her chest and continued: “Your Highness, Ferris will spend the next year at the royal castle, as one of the Knights of the Royal Guard. This year could all but determine his future—such is the importance of knighthood to Ferris. Therefore, I wish to see it pass without incident.”
human
Fourier:  “And you’re asking me to see that it does? Just so you know, Marcus, the man who oversees the royal guard, is stubborn but fair. He’s not the type to dole out undue favors. I could ask him to give Ferris special treatment, but I guarantee it would fall on deaf ears. And I have no intention of giving Ferris that kind of help, anyway. It could only hurt him—he may dress like a woman, but he has the pride of a man!”
gpt
Fourier:  “If you expect such things of me, you’re making a mistake. Crusch, I know how much you care for Ferris, but in this case it’s led you astray.