human
Al:  He raised up his one arm and touched his helm, busily poking the metal. "What the hell’s goin’ on here…?" Al sounded nervous, seemingly unable to process the information. The increasingly rapid tapping offered further proof.
gpt
Al:  "So you’re Rem…and your sister is Ram?"
human
Rem:  "Yes, that is correct."
gpt
Al:  "This might be a weird thing to ask but…is your older sister alive?"
human
Rem:  "...? I do not understand the meaning of your question. Sister is alive, as she should be."
gpt
Subaru:  The instant Rem gave that answer, Subaru, who had been listening to the conversation in silence, felt goose bumps all over his flesh.
human
Al:  "—This ain’t funny." A low, cold voice accompanied by a grave echo reached his ears. Al was leaning forward, his hand over the forehead of his helm, murmuring as if wringing the words out of his throat.
gpt
Subaru:  It was only then that Subaru understood that Al was the source of the dreadful chill he was feeling. An instinctive alarm went off, telling him that he could not stay here.
human
Rem:  Rem, sensing the same thing, gently pulled close to Subaru. She suspended the treatment, still bent over as she asked a question in an audibly guarded voice. "Subaru. If I lend you my shoulder, can you stand?"
gpt
Subaru:  At those words, Subaru dipped his head in a nod, doing his best to match his movements to Rem’s.
human
Al:  "Hey, relax. I’m not gonna do anything." With a shake of his head, Al reeled in his ghastly aura and acted like they were needlessly concerned.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru’s shoulders subconsciously eased as the tension in the air dissipated.
human
Rem:  Even Rem’s neutral expression softened as she, too, felt a sense of relief.
gpt
Al:  "Sorry to say this when the bad atmosphere just lightened up, but you’d better get going. Feels like I’m not in a great mood myself."
human
Rem:  "...Understood. Please tell her thank you for her time."
gpt
Al:  "Roger that. Take care, now."
human
Rem:  Concluding the proper social pleasantries with Al, Rem lent Subaru her shoulder. They walked off together, her petite frame supporting his weight as they put Bariel Manor far behind them. They descended the hill, growing more and more distant from the mansion, as all the while Al continued to stare at their backs.
gpt
Al:  "You gotta be joking me. So that’s what it was… Makes me wanna puke."