human
Miles:  “Frankly, it’s not easy to take your word. You think you can get Ferris and me out through that battlefield?”
gpt
Crusch:  “Not easily, if you don’t agree to cooperate. I won’t do anything bad to you. Once I’m safely back in Volakia, you and your attendant can spend the rest of your days together. I’ll negotiate it, don’t you worry. I confess I fell for you at first sight, Princess.”
human
Crusch:  “A hobby that’s in very poor taste.” She didn’t believe his profession of love, but he was certainly looking at her with plenty of lust. She thought she could just glimpse a shadowy figure behind Miles’s forceful actions. If she could only get him to tell her who was pulling his strings…
gpt
Miles:  “If you won’t do as I ask, I’ll have to resort to less pleasant methods to get you to come along. But I don’t enjoy hurting women, so I’ll have to find someone else… Yes, I think your little friend will do nicely.”
human
Miles:  “That always works best with your type. Rather than hurting you, it’s best to hurt someone you care about. When I get a good, clear scream out of him, I’m sure you’ll—”
gpt
Crusch:  “Fool.”
human
Miles:  “Hah?” Miles had brought Ferris up as his last resort, but now Crusch spoke over him. Miles frowned as Crusch stood up. He looked at her feet, where she should have been chained to the ground.
gpt
Miles:  “Wait! How can you stand? You’re supposed to be bound hand and foot—”
human
Crusch:  “Looks like you got distracted. Are you surprised? You should have been suspicious the moment you noticed my clear vision!”
gpt
Miles:  “Feh! Damn. So it’s straight to plan B, is it, Princess?” As Crusch shook her head, he sucked his teeth and set one of his undead warriors on her. Crusch dodged the arms of the advancing creature. The last vestiges of the poison made her slightly unsteady, but her burgeoning anger made her forget her infirmity.
human
Crusch:  “There are still some questions I want to ask you, but my patience has its limits. I will overlook your incivility to me and even your violence. But threatening Ferris—my knight—that I will not forgive.”
gpt
Miles:  “Oh, won’t you? And what exactly will you do with your thin, womanly arms and your hands chained?” Miles glared at Crusch, who he had backed up against the wall, and gave a hideous smile, seeing that he once again had the upper hand.
human
Crusch:  "Wha? !" As he spoke, Crusch raised her hands. The cuffs fell away with a click.
gpt
Crusch:  “It would have been no more of a problem for me if they had remained bound—But regardless, let me show you what I will do.” Although her hands and feet were free, Crusch had no weapons—but she took up a fighting stance anyway. The underground room was dark and thick with stench. But to Crusch’s eyes, everything shone clearly through that fetid air.