human
Emilia:  Her arm would not move. Her shaking fingers would not reach Puck, even as he wiped the tear from her cheek. She could not prioritize the warmth of that instant if it meant ignoring the voice that tied her to the past. She had spent time together with Puck in the forest, watching over her neighbors, who had been frozen into ice statues, day after day. In all that time and in all the days that had come since then, he never made Emilia face her memories of the past.
gpt
Emilia:  “Lia. —In this whole world, you’re the one I love the most.”
human
Emilia:  "" They were the words with which, in the past, he had conveyed his affection, and so, too, his love. Instantly, the little cat’s contours became a phosphorescent green, scattering as he seemed to melt into thin air. The crystal on her palm was split into two. —Already, it had completely lost its light. There was no room for doubt. The crystal had split, Puck was gone, and the pact between them had been undone. She felt no connection. The connection that she could always feel was gone, almost as if it were a dream.
gpt
Emilia:  “…But it’s not a dream.” Training her fingers upon her own cheek, Emilia pinched herself.
human
Emilia:  It hurt. She didn’t wake up. She had been left behind in a silent room.
gpt
Emilia:  “…i…ar.” She released her cheek, her fingers covering her own face. She raised her head toward the heavens, almost so none might see it. But such concern was unnecessary. There was no one by her side. Only her quivering voice filled the air.
human
Emilia:  “Puck… Daddy, you liar…!”