human
Beatrice:  "—Are you finally awake?"
gpt
Subaru:  When Subaru opened his eyes, the orange sky of the setting sun was right in front of him. He realized, too, that he’d passed out on the ground lying face up. He recalled, too, what he’d been thinking about just before, as if it had consumed his consciousness. —Namely, that he’d chickened out from suicide, wept shamelessly, and fell asleep from exhaustion. It was too shameful to be funny or pitiable. He’d acted like a baby. No, Subaru was far lower than a baby, for they had no capacity to sin.
human
Beatrice:  "Could you say something, I wonder?"
gpt
Subaru:  "...Something."
human
Beatrice:  "What an old, rotten joke. You are quite something, joking with that glum face." Beatrice spat out a bitter reply as she tossed aside the hand of Subaru’s she was touching. Beatrice was wearing the same dress as always, something that looked extremely out of place on top of the cliff. It was like a landscape painting where a lone little girl stood out.
gpt
Subaru:  "...No sane person goes hiking dressed like that."
human
Beatrice:  "I had no intention of hiking in rustic mountains to begin with.