gpt
Emilia:  Emilia continued to cry, her face pressed against Love the entire while. She wiped her tears and smacked her cheeks. Putting her disheveled hair in order, she diligently smoothed out the creases of her sleeves. She wondered if she wasn’t making a shameful-looking face that moment. Puck, who was normally so fussy about Emilia’s grooming, was no longer present. She could not feel the warmth from the cracked crystal at her neck, which had always been by her side.
human
Emilia:  “…But I’ll definitely find him myself, so…”
gpt
Emilia:  No matter where he might be, there was no sign that the cat spirit had vanished from this world altogether. She was sure her contracted spirit, and her surrogate parent for all that time, was out there somewhere.