human
Rem:  "Sister, Sister. Our Dear Guest seems to be a little confused?"
gpt
Ram:  "Rem, Rem. Our Dear Guest seems to be a little touched in the head."
human
Subaru:  Subaru was aghast at being called “Dear Guest.” The polite echo made Subaru feel like something sharp had gouged out the back of his stomach. Subaru pressed a hand to his chest to hold back the phantom pain. He didn’t know what it all meant. Their reactions, it was as if—
gpt
Subaru:  "You two… Ha-ha, this really isn’t…funny…" With both of them still looking at him like a complete stranger, Subaru abruptly brought up his left hand to block them from his view. But Subaru instantly regretted doing so… …because he saw that the bandage on his left hand was gone. The rough fingertips from kitchen work, the callouses from handling knives in ways he wasn’t used to, the bite marks from the puppy that had bitten him while the children toyed with him—they, too, were gone.