human
Zergev Squadron Narration:  Zergev Squadron looked different now than it had when those first twenty had joined. Only about half of the original members remained, but for each one who died, several new ones came aboard, until the unit had expanded fully to one hundred members. It made them even more of a force on the battlefield than they had been before.
gpt
Wilhelm Narration:  It mystified Wilhelm that through all these changes, Grimm somehow remained with the squadron. When they had met two years earlier, Wilhelm had been confident that he would soon see no more of Grimm, but somehow he, too, was one of the old hands of their crew, well regarded for his martial valor. He was still all but hopeless with the sword, but even Wilhelm had to acknowledge his skill with the shield, as well as his ability to detect danger. The only people in the squadron with the reflexes to defend against one of Wilhelm’s attacks were Grimm and Bordeaux. Grimm was also still trying to get Wilhelm to notice him, and as he persevered despite the withering remarks of the Sword Devil, some whispered that perhaps Grimm was the bravest person in the squadron.
human
Grimm:  "Well, weeell. I hear you contiiinued to gild your legend today."
gpt
Wilhelm:  “…Keep away from me.”
human
Grimm:  "Such a very chiiilly reception. Can’t you at least pretend to be happy when a beautiful woman wants to get close to you?"
gpt
Zergev Squadron Narration:  Ever since their excursion to Castour Field, the squadron had not been short on opportunities to see Roswaal. Since it was impossible to say when the demi-humans might attempt another magical strategy, it was only natural that she should be present at each battle. So it was equally natural that she frequently encountered Zergev Squadron, which was so often on the front lines.
human
Roswaal:  "Lady Mathers, what a way to act. And you, aren’t you ashamed of yourself?"
gpt
Carol:  "N-now, now, Carol. That’s just the way Wilhelm is. You can scold him all you like; he won’t change."
human
Zergev Squadron Narration:  Just as often as they saw Roswaal, they saw her bodyguard, Carol, glaring at them. At moments like this, Grimm was a lifesaver; he would appear out of nowhere to occupy Carol in conversation. Wilhelm would make sure the two of them were safely chatting, then lose himself once more in his own world.
gpt
Bordeaux:  "That Wilhelm ain’t changed a bit, has he?"
human
Pivot:  "Then again, that’s one of his strengths!"
gpt
Pivot:  "Every time we go somewhere new, I hear fresh rumors of the Sword Devil, and I swear it shortens my life. If I die young, I’m going to assume it’s his fault."
human
Zergev Squadron Narration:  Bordeaux and Pivot also continued observing and considering Wilhelm from a distance, just as they had before. There was, perhaps, one difference—Bordeaux’s halberd could no longer reach Wilhelm. The young swordsman remembered more clearly than he wanted to the day the difference in their abilities became unmistakable. Bordeaux had wept and laughed in equal measure, sounds that still seemed to echo in Wilhelm’s memory.