human
Cecils:  "Still, to lose to them… Ahh, so this is loss. I’m still alive, though. I’ve risen from my defeat and have the chance now to seize victory. I see, so that’s my new role! I sold you short, my red-haired friend! It seems destiny is on my side.”
gpt
Cecils:  “Hoo-hoo-hoo… Ha-ha-ha! Ahhh-ha-ha-ha-ha!”
human
Mogro:  "Son of a—Keep it down! I said pipe down, shithead!”
gpt
Cecils:  “I can’t wait, I can’t wait; there’s no reason to wait. Right, I’m going to go grab a little something I forgot, for when we retrieve His Majesty. Gotta get my possessions back from the smith.” Cecils slipped his sandals back on his feet, tapping the toes gently against the ground and smiling.
human
Cecils:  "Possessions…”
gpt
Mogro:  Mogro cocked their head curiously.
human
Cecils:  “Indeed!” Cecils said, nodding vigorously. "My beloved swords, my first- and second-best.