human
Rem:  "I’m sure that each one of them has something they refuse to give up. Because of this, it becomes necessary to butt heads like this now and then… At least, that’s my theory.”
gpt
Emilia:  "And that’s what’s making them butt heads like that?”
human
Rem:  “I think so, yes.” Rem said nothing more, her solemn gaze fixed on the trio at the table.
gpt
Emilia:  Observing Rem’s posture, Emilia put her hands together in prayer and closed her eyes. "If possible, please bring the three a resolution that results in nobody getting hurt…" And to whom was she praying? Given the setting, if anybody, it would be—
human
Emilia:  “Thy will be done—O mighty Kokkuri.” Calling the name of the distant, unfamiliar deity, Emilia quietly offered her prayer. At the table, the trio surrounded a white piece of paper covered in letters and numbers, with a single coin poised atop it. The trio placed their fingers (and tail) onto the coin, deadlocked in an eternal staring contest. As they focused on their wishes, their expressions were solemn enough to baffle even God Himself if he came down to Earth at that moment.