human
Tinasha:  "Hubert’s soul must have been drawn to the witch’s body because of its power. Lucrezia was so upset about her body being taken.”
gpt
Oscar:  “Naturally. So how did that spirit of yours end up trapped with her?”
human
Tinasha:  “When the seal was broken, a wave of her magic leaked out. He found that strange and went to inspect it, only to slip through the barrier she had cast and end up stuck in the mirror along with her. She was really upset about that.”
gpt
Oscar:  “Gotcha. Well, it turned out all right for you,” Oscar said, which made Tinasha give him a quizzical look. He smiled calmly at her. “She’s someone important to one of your spirits, so you hesitated a little over whether to kill her, didn’t you?”
human
Tinasha:  “Mrr…” Tinasha only mumbled. Oscar had guessed it in one try, and she didn’t know how to respond.
gpt
Oscar:  But in truth, anyone would feel that way. Tinasha didn’t want to kill anyone unless it was necessary, a desire that was strong in her because she had taken so many lives. She had remained in the castle during the war with Tayiri four hundred years ago not only to keep the Traditionalists in check but also because she’d been conflicted over wielding her devastating power to force people to yield. Did using cunning and wit to kill have any place in a battle between armies? It shouldn’t have, in theory, but Tinasha wondered if perhaps it did. In fact, she hoped that was the case. She had reviewed what seemed right on numerous occasions, though had been careful to conceal her doubts during the Dark Age. She kept eliminating any who sought to replace her by force so that they would never catch a shred of weakness in her. And she ruled for five years on a throne washed in blood.
human
Tinasha:  “I’m a little tired."
gpt
Oscar:  “That’s because you’re too stubborn about acting on your own. Rely on others more. Things have changed in the past four centuries,” Oscar chided bluntly.
human
Tinasha:  “Thank… Thank you.”
gpt
Oscar:  “And don’t you dare call off our wedding. Do you hate me or something?”
human
Tinasha:  “I—I never said anything about that!”
gpt
Oscar:  “You didn’t have to. I could tell you were thinking it! I can’t believe how little you trusted me!”
human
Tinasha:  “I just didn’t want to make trouble for you,” Tinasha mumbled, jerking her head aside abashedly. That left her cheek wide open for Oscar to reach out and pinch it.
gpt
Tinasha:  “Ow, ow, ow!” She cried, and flailed around.
human
Oscar:  “Even if marrying me proves to be an obstacle, you can just use your power as the Akashia swordsman to subdue me… Confine me to some wing of the castle, and we can still be married that way, and it’ll be the same…”
gpt
Oscar:  “How will it be the same?! Reexamine the way your mind works,” he retorted. “It happened somewhat often in the Dark Age.