human
Julius:  “My doubts have been dispelled, and I’ve worked out how to express my feelings.”
gpt
Ferris:  “I don’t think you really have to do anything different—you’re already more than equal with Reinhard and me, Julius.”
human
Julius:  “I’m touched by that, Ferris, truly. But it’s a matter of coming to accept it myself.” The spirit mage shook his head, gently rebuffing the word of consolation, then peered at the bottom of his empty glass. “I ask myself whether I would be able to appear your equal were we to step onto the same stage.”
gpt
Ferris:  “…! Does that mean you’ll help out Ferri and Crusch?”
human
Julius:  “I’m thinking it might be more interesting to throw my proverbial hat into the ring as a candidate myself.”
gpt
Ferris:  “Pfft, that wouldn’t be meowy interesting at all!”
human
Julius:  “I’m only joking.” Julius smiled. Perhaps the drink was going to his head; he didn’t normally make jokes. Ferris likewise turned red when he saw him smile so, and they clinked their empty glasses.