human
Subaru:  That is why we cannot save her—we cannot hold a candle to her strength.” —But deep down, Rem wasn’t strong, either. Even though Subaru knew that, surely had always known that, he could say nothing. He hung his head as the shaking dragon carriage jostled his body. The land dragon continued forging ahead straight through the night mist. Rem remained behind them, abandoned as the dragon carriage grew distant, pulling Subaru farther and farther from her. “—” He stayed bent over like that as time passed—maybe five minutes, maybe ten.
gpt
Otto:  "Mr. Natsuki, that’s…" Otto, having made the land dragon run in silence until then, seemed to doubt his own eyes as he called out to Subaru.
human
Subaru:  Subaru lifted his head and clawed his way to sit beside Otto on the driver’s seat, looking in the same direction—and found a light flickering amid the darkness.
gpt
Otto:  "There is mist in the way, but…that is the light of a crystal lamp!"
human
Subaru:  "We made it…out of the mist…?"
gpt
Otto:  "Even if we have, we are still on the highway at night, so any light is unnatural. It’s probably someone who was caught in the mist, just like we were…!"
human
The Man:  "F-finally someone…! Hey, this is just mist, right?! Don’t tell me this is the White Whale?" The man in his prime was frothing at the corners of his lips as he desperately shouted, falling into a state of terror.
gpt
Otto:  "I’m afraid that it is. We have already encountered the whale ourselves. Fortunately, we should have shaken it off by now, but until one leaves the mist, you never know where it will appear."
human
The Man:  "F-for real…?! Ahh, this is terrible. Why, why did this happen to me…?" After a sidelong glance at the man clutching his head, lost in his personal lament, Subaru glared at Otto, seated beside him—his use of the word fortunately sounded like Otto had already shed his guilt at leaving Rem behind.
gpt
Subaru:  "Otto, watch what you say."
human
Otto:  "What is it, Mr. Natsuki?"
gpt
Subaru:  "I’m telling you not to make light of things. ‘Fortunately’…? That ain’t funny. What do you think Rem went through when she…?" As far as leaving Rem was concerned, Subaru and Otto stood in the exact same place. Despite that, Subaru was angry when he thought about Rem—an effort to assuage his own feelings of guilt. Subaru understood. He’d understood all along. The idea that Rem, left behind, would stand before the White Whale, exercising her wits, and survive—it was nothing but a fantasy, not even wishful thinking.