human
Grimm:  Grimm, his eyes wide, scrawled the words on a piece of paper as he sat up in bed, and showed the paper to Wilhelm. "I never thought you would actually come."
gpt
Wilhelm:  "Just on a whim. I was on my way to do something else." He answered tersely, standing beside Grimm’s sickbed with his arms crossed.
human
Grimm:  Please don’t talk about Carol that way.
gpt
Wilhelm:  "...This writing is a pain. Can’t you do anything about it?"
human
Grimm:  Grimm gave a pathetic smile and pointed to his throat. I was at least lucky to escape with my life.
gpt
Wilhelm:  "...Given that we were fighting Libre, you probably were." Where’s Carol?
human
Wilhelm:  "What, you think we’re friendly enough to show up here together? Don’t make me laugh."