gpt
Emilia:  Emilia was about to knock on the garrison’s door, it opened toward the outside as a young man poked his face out.
human
Julius:  “—My, it is not often I meet an acquaintance in a place like this. It has been some time, Lady Emilia. You have not changed at all since then.” The young man bowed formally to Emilia—whom he had recognized even though she was wearing the hood, which put Subaru on guard.
gpt
Emilia:  “…Yes, thank you. No changes in particular, no. I see you are also in good health, Julius.” Emilia’s expression was serene as she nodded toward the youth.
human
Julius:  “I am honored that you remember me. Your beauty has only increased, Lady Emilia.” The young man named Julius praised Emilia’s good looks in a very polished manner. He had violet hair and an equal mix of snobbery and politeness. He was about half a foot taller than Subaru, putting him at around five foot nine, give or take. His body was slender, but he did not seem frail; rather, he had a handsome, supple frame. His amber eyes, no doubt bewitching to the opposite sex, suited him to a detestably fine degree.
gpt
Emilia:  “Is it not a rarer sight for you, a royal guardsman, to be here at the garrison?”
human
Julius:  “I’ve come to express appreciation to the soldiers for their services and take the opportunity to observe the city…or something like that." The man wore an extravagant uniform with a dragon emblem, and a slender sword like a rapier hung from his hip.