human
Crusch:  "...That would mean..." That would mean they were traitors. And responsibility for the problem fell to Crusch, who ruled this area.
gpt
Crusch:  “‘What the parents sow, the children reap.’ This is no joke. What are the Argyles thinking?” In her mind, Crusch found herself reliving the day she had first met Ferris.
human
Crusch:  Crusch found herself filled with such roiling anger that she bit her lip to hold it back, a most unusual gesture from her.
gpt
Official:  “Please wait, milady. There is more to the report. Don’t make your decision until you’ve heard the whole thing.”
human
Crusch:  “…I’m sorry. I got a bit agitated.”
gpt
Official:  “Completely understandable. You and I are both affected by anything that concerns Ferris. Regardless, as far as the House of Argyle goes, it appears to be more than simple slave trading.”
human
Crusch:  “More?”
gpt
Official:  “Yes. The details aren’t certain yet, but it appears that rather than selling slaves to the trader, the Argyles are buying every slave they can get their hands on.”
human
Crusch:  “Buying them?” She gave the man a look of incomprehension.
gpt
Official:  “The question is whether the House of Argyle is up to anything that would move them to purchase slaves,” the official said, voicing the same question Crusch had been entertaining.