human
Tinasha:  “High-ranking demons can tell when a human has killed someone, you know,” Tinasha said, a finger pressed to her temple while her eyes remained fixed on Simon.
gpt
Simon:  With his head still bowed, the man stated, “No, Your Majesty, there’s no need. It is as you say—I did all of it.”
human
Clara:  “Simon? !”
gpt
Simon:  “Clara, I’m sorry. Go back to your room.” Simon wore a gentle smile, the sort he always did. However, there was no light in his eyes. He wasn’t looking at anyone, not even her. In the three years Clara had known him, she’d never seen him like this. She realized she had no idea who he really was.
human
Oscar:  “That was over fast.”
gpt
Tinasha:  “Why do you sound disappointed?! Go and play to your heart’s content if that’s what you want,” Tinasha snapped.
human
Oscar:  “No, I’m good,” Oscar said, wrapping his arms around his angry fiancée from behind. He leaned in close to her dewy cheek. “Ooh, you’ve gotten soft. Once we get back, I’m going to run you through some training.”
gpt
Tinasha:  “It’s been so long. I can feel the bruises already!” she moaned.
human
King:  Voice dry, the king retorted, “What are you whining about when you wind up covered in blood practically every day?”