gpt
Subaru:  On the path ahead, standing between them and the village, were four silhouettes. They were clearly bad news—all of them were swathed in white cloaks. Their faces were hidden, as were their limbs and the rest of their bodies. It was impossible to tell who they were in those white head coverings, white masks, and white costumes. The strangers were covered from head to toe in white. “Wow, lucky me. And here I thought Roswaal was the only pervert I’d get to see today…” Subaru made a little quip, his eyes racing over his surroundings.
human
Subaru:  “If you’re lost, check your feet. Ground without any grass is what most people call a road. Incidentally, the lord of this land’s manor is behind us, and past you guys is a small village…”
gpt
Subaru:  “Aha. So you aren’t a lost band of travelers asking for directions,” Subaru said provocatively.