human
Subaru:  Subaru’s destination was the slums, but this time, in a different direction from the loot cellar. If he headed toward the loot cellar, he was sure to raise a couple of bad flags, so this time he was going to try a different route.
gpt
Subaru:  "You’re looking for where Felt lives? If you just take that road over there until it turns into another street, you should be able to find it."
human
Middle-Aged_Man:  "Thanks, you really helped me out, brother."
gpt
Subaru:  "No problem, brother. You uh…live strong and take care of yourself out there, okay?" The middle-aged man Subaru was talking to smiled at him weakly as he disappeared behind a creaking door.
human
Subaru:  Throughout their entire conversation, the look of pity on the man’s face never once disappeared from his awkward smile. Subaru tightened his fist, happy that his plan was working. "It was a strategy I formed after my experiences from the first and second times in the slums, but…I never imagined it would work this well," Subaru said, shaking the sleeve of his tracksuit, which was caked in dried mud. In order to help him track down Felt, the brilliant plan he’d thought of after arriving at the slums was to make himself look as down and out and destitute as possible.