human
Fourier:  "A little illness should be a…walk in the park.” Fourier raised his hand and gave Ferris a gentle tap on the forehead. His touch was so light, but his finger was warm. “Don’t abandon your duty as a member of the royal guard… It was I who had you assigned as Crusch’s knight. Don’t betray the vow we made to each other. The promise we made…as friends.” Drawing long breaths, Fourier smiled again and lay back down on his bed. “I’ve grown tired with all this talking. But I was able to smile with you for the first time in a long time. That’s good.”
gpt
Ferris:  Ferris hadn’t smiled. All he had done in front of Fourier that day was weep. But Fourier never spoke wrong. What he said sometimes sounded mistaken, but always turned out to be true.
human
Fourier:  “It was fun, Ferris.”
gpt
Ferris:  So Ferris did everything he could to work his frozen cheeks into a smile. "Right. This was fun, wasn’t it, Your Highness?”