human
Oscar:  Oscar noticed that the supple body in his arms had grown heavy. Curious, Oscar peered over at Tinasha’s downturned face.
gpt
Oscar:  "Y-you’re asleep?" he whispered, feeling more worn out than exasperated.
human
Oscar:  Oscar managed to maneuver her limp frame onto the bed and lay her flat. Oscar sighed, eyeing her in that vulnerable state. He reached out to smooth the wrinkle in her brow. Now her face carried a modicum of tranquility.
gpt
Oscar:  Gazing at it, Oscar muttered, “I really don’t know what to do with you.”
human
Oscar:  Oscar lay down to rest next to her, carding his fingers through black strands. When he was done, he pulled the covers over her. The soft, even sounds of Tinasha’s breathing filled the room, relaxing Oscar as he closed his own eyes. He caught hold of her tiny hand, and the feel of it sent him drifting off into a dream.