human
Rem:  With a slight blush of her cheeks, the maid stood firmly in his way, forming an impassable barrier in front of the door. He’d tried various methods to get her to leave her post already, but she’d even brought a chamber pot in with her. "Stare…"
gpt
Subaru:  "What is it, Subaru? Those intense eyes are making this a little awkward…"
human
Subaru:  "Stare…"
gpt
Rem:  "Y-you may not. Even if you look at me like an abandoned puppy, you may not."
human
Subaru:  "Stare…"
gpt
Rem:  "I-I promised Sister that I would fulfill my duties. So you may not." The power of Subaru’s silent stare was backing Rem into a corner. She seemed increasingly agitated as she endured Subaru’s gaze, glancing back at him with reproach. "Are you…worried about Lady Emilia that much? The royal palace is filled with numerous privileged guests besides Lady Emilia, so I imagine security is very tight."
human
Subaru:  "It’s not how good the security is… I hate being left behind when Emilia has something really important happening."
gpt
Rem:  "Subaru…" What Rem was saying made complete sense. He was acutely aware of his own deficiencies. The power Subaru possessed was meager and useless, and could only lead to pain and sorrow. But he didn’t care if he was useless. "If something happens, then I probably won’t be any use. And if it isn’t likely to happen, it’s great if it doesn’t. I get that."
human
Rem:  "—"
gpt
Subaru:  "But if something does happen, maybe it won’t get resolved if I’m not there. I don’t know when that something might come, so I want to be there with Emilia when it counts." If some events could not be undone save through Return by Death, a tactic that only Subaru Natsuki could use, then that was a stage he ought to be fighting on. —Subaru did not realize that his thought process, taking his own “death” into the calculation, was warped to begin with.
human
Rem:  "...My goodness, Subaru, you really are incorrigible." Rem’s halting murmur sounded like surrender, making Subaru lift up his face in the hope that his wish had been granted. "Then you’ll…"
gpt
Rem:  "No, you may not. Even so, I cannot permit you to pass, Subaru."
human
Subaru:  "Wait, what’s with the way you were talking just now?! It totally sounded like…" As Subaru chewed her out, Rem dodged his question and raised a finger. "However… I will be working on a new abble dish that I suddenly thought of. As this requires great concentration, I will be extremely busy in the kitchen. It is highly probable that someone could slip out of this room without me realizing."
gpt
Subaru:  "…"
human
Rem:  "But you must not do anything untoward. Please continue your studies until I return. When everything is settled…I will treat you to the finest abble cuisine anyone has ever made." Subaru was cowed into silence as Rem gave him a motherly smile before standing. Just as she’d announced, she tied on an apron and left the room.