human
Pamyra:  "If you’re a spirit sorcerer, does that mean there are many still born in your little town?”
gpt
Pamyra:  “Yes. My parents were spirit sorcerers, too, and I’ve inherited all their techniques,” Pamyra replied instinctually. She quickly froze, however, afraid she might be mocked again.
human
Witch:  Surprisingly, the witch gave a gentle smile. “You are very much loved. That’s a wonderful thing.” Affection and longing bled out of that gaze.
gpt
Pamyra:  In an instant, Pamyra made up her mind, feeling a deep, abiding certainty that this witch was her master.
human
Pamyra:  The blond woman knelt and bowed her head low. “As a mage, I pledge myself to thee. Order me as thee will.”