human
Emilia:  “You actually look less surprised than I expected. What’s a recluse?”
gpt
Subaru:  “A guardian who sacrifices himself holding down the fort at home, waiting for weary family members to return.”
human
Emilia:  “Er…that sounds noble. Are you a recluse, Subaru?” Emilia was full of concern when a puff of smoke interrupted her and Subaru, tickling his nose.
gpt
Subaru:  “Achoo!”
human
Roswaal:  “Yes, yes, shall we continue the introductions? Ram, Rem.”
gpt
Rem:  “Pleased to make your acquaintance. I am Rem, employed as chief maid by this household.”
human
Ram:  “Nice to meet you. I am Ram, working as an ordinary maid in Master Roswaal’s mansion.”
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru crossed his arms. “Wow, you sisters suddenly got nice and formal. Well, not that I’m one to talk, but…”
human
Rem:  “But Dear Guest…or rather, Subaru, you are our coworker now?”
gpt
Ram:  “But Dear Guest…or rather, Barusu, you work under us here now?”
human
Subaru:  “Hey, Big Sis. You’re throwing my name back in my face here.” That was the one thing you absolutely did not do at your first formal introduction. Of course, there was no way for Ram or Rem to know of that rule of Japanese society. Subaru endured the mockery as he turned toward Roswaal.
gpt
Subaru:  “So that’s my standing, huh? Not so much a butler as an apprentice maid?”
human
Roswaal:  “In this situation, your doing odd jobs at their discretion seeems best. Dissatisfied…?”
gpt
Subaru:  “If I was gonna be dissatisfied I’d have only myself to blame. Well, had to be done, so no regrets. Take good care of me, my seniors. I’m gonna work super hard and break a leg!”
human
Ram:  “Break a leg.”
gpt
Rem:  “So it would seem.”
human
Subaru:  With a yeah! Subaru raised his hands and they high-fived each other.
gpt
Roswaal:  “Harmonious relations are a beautiful thing. As your employer, I think it iiis just fine, so long as there are nooo ill feelings, yeees?”
human
Subaru:  “For some reason, we kinda get along. A lot better than that loli! Way better than with her!”
gpt
Emilia:  “You really don’t want to be seen as Beatrice’s friend, do you…” Emilia’s pitying murmur signaled the end of the gathering.