human
Miklotov:  Miklotov’s gaze sharpened, and he straightened up.
gpt
Tutor:  Fixed by the old man’s stare, the tutor felt his throat go dry.
human
Miklotov:  “And the young lord…? Has he shown any signs of the blood?”
gpt
Tutor:  “Ahem, he—no, he doesn’t appear to… At least, not that I have seen.”
human
Miklotov:  Despondence crossed Miklotov’s eyes. The old sage let out a long sigh. “Is that so? …Perhaps the second coming of the Lion King is only a dream…” He could not hide his disappointment.
gpt
Tutor:  The tutor, not quite able to sympathize with either the elder’s thought process or his wishes, could only remain silent.
human
Miklotov:  “In that case, I hope His Highness will at least spend his days in good health. I shall exercise these old bones a little longer to be sure it is so…”