human
Clara:  "This is a place where women sell their bodies, not where songs are peddled. If you would like to hear a tune, you must pay the appropriate price.”
gpt
Oscar:  The demand caused Oscar to grimace. He wondered if simply giving up was the better choice. On the other hand, more could die if he turned back now. It would also mean the past two nights of sneaking out had been a waste, something Oscar was loath to admit. He’d considered sending out one of his retainers instead, but if the retainer got killed, he wouldn’t be able to live with himself.
human
Clara:  The witch had reminded him insistently that she couldn’t protect him from psychological spells, but the first sign of magical interference would expose Clara outright.
gpt
Oscar:  At the very least, Oscar felt confident that he could handle whatever might happen better than most people.
human
Oscar:  “Five times, huh. And you promise?”
gpt
Clara:  "Yes, I promise.” Clara replied, feeling as if she were walking on air after hearing his acceptance.