human
Clara:  Clara's eyes sparkled with childish joy upon seeing a dragon for the first time.
gpt
Oscar:  Oscar made sure to warn her immediately. “Don’t touch it. It’s not all that tame.”
human
Clara:  “It’s lovely,” she breathed.
gpt
Oscar:  He gave a strained smile before tossing the dragon a fruit from the plate piled high on the table. Nimbly, the dragon snapped it from the air and swallowed it down. “I was busy yesterday, and I’ll be busy tomorrow, too.”
human
Clara:  “I don’t mind. Naturally your work must come first.”
gpt
Oscar:  “If that’s how you feel, then sing for me today.”
human
Clara:  “No,” Clara declared, jerking her head aside. Thinking of when she’d sing a new song made her heart pound out of her chest. She fought to keep a smile off her face.
gpt
Oscar:  Oscar paid her no attention and kept tossing fruit to the dragon. Before long, the plate was empty. Oscar’s dragon was rather small, and Clara was unsure where the tiny thing was putting it all.
human
Clara:  “Should I have a new plate brought up?” she asked.
gpt
Oscar:  “Don’t bother. It actually doesn’t need to eat.” Oscar made no attempt to hide his desire to leave.
human
Clara:  Clara hated to see it, but it also stirred her desire to change his tune. Right now, he was hers. That thought was especially sweet, and it seared itself into her heart. So she wound her alabaster arms around him.