human
Ferris:  "I don’t care about fathers! I’m not joking around!” Ferris’s sweet face was twisted with rage; he bared his teeth and stamped the floor. He brandished his own arms at Bean. “Look at these skinny arms! I can’t wield a sword! Can’t hold a shield! I’m her knight, and these worthless arms can’t even fight for her! And my legs are no better! I can’t run fast or jump high… I can’t do anything! All I want is to protect her, and I can’t even do that!”
gpt
Ferris:  “You stole it from me! You stole it from me and left me empty… Lady Crusch gave me my way of life, my way of being!”
human
Ferris:  “And after all you’ve done, you still want to keep taking from me! Will you steal from me again, something I value more than my own life?! You won’t, damn you…! Damn you! !” If he could have, Ferris would have cut down the devil that called itself his father then and there. If he could have, he would have burned him up with magic and thrown the ashes in a river. But Ferris couldn’t do either of these things. He didn’t have the power.
gpt
Bean:  Bean stood silently as Ferris lambasted him. The boy’s emotions washed over him, and he regarded his child with a masklike, emotionless face. His eyes weren’t quite human; they didn’t seem to be focused anywhere. “…Have you said all you have to say?” he asked finally.
human
Ferris:  “H-huh?”
gpt
Bean:  “If you have something to say, then let it out. I’m your father. I can overlook a childish tantrum. There must be a good deal to get off your chest after all these years apart.”
human
Ferris:  Ferris was shocked into silence. He had bared his heart and soul—and Bean considered it nothing more than a fit of temper? But at the same time, he understood. It made all too much sense to him. There was nothing to be gained by seeking a dialogue with this man. He should have known that from the start. —Should have known that he had left nothing at this house. He let out a breath. It wasn’t despair or even disappointment he felt. He had simply realized how things were.
gpt
Ferris:  “Could you stop calling yourself my father?