human
Fourier:  “—? !” Fourier spoke with all the confidence of someone who was saying something very simple.
gpt
Crusch:  The young woman listening to him looked troubled by this paradoxical opinion. "Of course it would be ideal to do both," Crusch said. "But realistically…with my strength, I couldn’t…”
human
Fourier:  “Wrong again. You have me. You have Ferris. You aren’t alone.”
gpt
Crusch:  "Your Highness…”
human
Fourier:  “Who hasn’t been at a party where things didn’t quite go according to schedule? What with all the celebrating and the drink… If the star of the show is a little late, the master of ceremonies will find some way to buy her time. Perhaps I could do a sword dance,” Fourier said, striking a pose as if dancing with an invisible blade.
gpt
Crusch:  Crusch, who until that moment had been standing dumbfounded, blinked. Then a soft smile came over her face. "Your Highness’s concern for me is a greater gift than any other. Let my person and my heart be given utterly in loyalty to you. Thank you very, very much.”
human
Fourier:  “Oh, stop, stop! I feel most awkward when you speak to me that way. You and I are friends. We mustn’t let the little things worry us. More importantly—Ferris!”
gpt
Ferris:  “Er—yes, sir!” He straightened up as the prince abruptly called his name.
human
Fourier:  Fourier gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Crusch is going to do something foolish. And you are going to protect her. You are her knight, after all.”
gpt
Ferris:  “I’m…Lady Crusch’s knight?”
human
Fourier:  “A true knight must always be at his mistress’s side and constantly act to keep her safe. I can think of no other knight for Crusch but you.”
gpt
Ferris:  A thousand emotions overflowed within Ferris at those words. "But I can barely hold a sword… Some knight I’d be.”
human
Crusch:  “It is His Highness’s will. As for the sword, let me wield it. I want you to be by my side, doing what only you can do. That is the only thing I ask of my knight.” Crusch’s declaration sent a single hot tear rolling down Ferris’s cheek. It felt as though it would sear him, and he quickly wiped it away.
gpt
Ferris:  Then he turned to Fourier. "Felix Argyle, acknowledging orders, Your Highness.