human
Fourier:  “I recall subduing Crusch with my sword, and then comforting her as she wept, but…”
gpt
Fourier:  “…Guess we’ll see where this goes…” Events seemed to have become rather more dramatic in Fourier’s imagination.
human
Ferris:  Ferris was not going to correct him. After all, it had probably been Ferris’s own weeping that had inspired this flight of fancy.
gpt
Fourier:  “Though thrilled to have accomplished my goal, I collapsed from fatigue, and what happened after that, I know not. What became of Crusch? Did she say anything about me?”
human
Ferris:  “She lay in bed, her pillow soaked with tears of regret over her loss to you. She might have said something about murdering you in your sleep…”
gpt
Fourier:  “Ha-ha-ha! An amusing diversion. But I know you’re joking. Crusch would never say such a thing. She would certainly challenge me face-to-face. A simple matter, to see through your little japes… You are joking, aren’t you?”
human
Ferris:  “If you’re going to act that confident, at least stay confident until you’re finished. It was a joke, though.”
gpt
Ferris:  With a small sigh, Ferris winked at Fourier, who wouldn’t stop glancing at him for confirmation. “Relax, Your Highness,” Ferris said. “Lady Crusch knows she was beaten. I think she sees you in a new light, the way you overcame her through sheer determination. Although she hasn’t spoken of you once since then.”
human
Fourier:  “She’s angry—I knew it! What do you think?! Tell me what you think, Ferris!” He leaned over and shook the cat-boy emphatically.
gpt
Ferris:  “Eek, don’t pull on me, you’ll stretch my clothes out! I know it’s just the two of us, but—!” Ferris shoved the prince away and hugged himself, his eyes swimming.
human
Fourier:  A shaken Fourier sat back, and an awkward silence descended on the room.