human
Oscar:  “Where did that come from?”
gpt
Tinasha:  “It’ll be your birthday, so just this once.” Tinasha tilted her head to look up at Oscar, only to find her grinning in amusement. She looked so innocent—it was hard to believe she had lived for over four centuries.
human
Oscar:  Oscar paused in his work to consider the question. “You’ve put me on the spot. I can’t think of anything.”
gpt
Tinasha:  “So you want for nothing.” Tinasha replied doubtfully.
human
Oscar:  “I’m aware of how blessed I am.” Oscar said, gesturing for her to come closer. She descended until she was sitting on his lap with her legs out to one side. Oscar brushed her hair back, revealing one pale earlobe. He took in her lovely profile and neckline, and his eyes narrowed. “By the way, about getting married—”
gpt
Tinasha:  “I’m not going to!” Tinasha cried in her usual way.
human
Oscar:  Oscar made a face as he dropped a hand on her head. “Then there’s nothing I want. I have you, and that’s enough.”
gpt
Tinasha:  “Really?”
human
Oscar:  “Mm-hmm. So don’t dart around hiding here and there. You’re not a little kid, you know.”
gpt
Tinasha:  Tinasha groaned, aware she could say nothing for herself. In the end, she just looked up at Oscar regretfully.