human
Subaru:  "Well, I guess I can tell people apart by size."
gpt
Subaru:  "The nerve to add that right after looking at Betty."
human
Shaula:  "Your smallness and cuteness are part of what makes you unique, so it’s fine. More importantly, if that’s how unreliable your eyes are, where do you get off saying I’m your master! You’ve clearly got the wrong guy!"
gpt
Subaru:  Taking advantage of Shaula’s excuse, Subaru leaped at the chance to clear his name.
human
Shaula:  "Ah, no problemo there. That has nothing to do with how you look."
gpt
Subaru:  "Oh really? Then how exactly can you tell? Auras?"
human
Shaula:  "Smell. No one but Master would ever give off such a nose-scorching, pitch-black, nasty stench and be totally fine."
gpt
Subaru:  "I’ve never been more insulted! Do I really smell that bad?!"
human
Shaula:  When he heard the word smell, he had braced himself, but that resolve was dust in the wind when Shaula hit him with an unthinkable selection of words. "Why are you mad? Ah, is it ’cause I called it nasty? Don’t worry! Your smell is downright atrocious, but it isn’t, like, vomit-inducing. More like a weird combination that makes you want to smell it again!"
gpt
Subaru:  "A girl shouldn’t say something like that! And if that was supposed to make me feel better, you did a terrible job!" Subaru covered his face to hide his shame and collapsed in tears on the spot. "What the hell…? I thought I had gotten used to hearing it by now, but that was too much. What did I do to deserve this…?"
human
Emilia:  "I-it’s okay, Subaru. I understand. Why don’t we give you a proper bath later?"
gpt
Subaru:  "You don’t get it at all!" While Subaru bawled, Emilia tried to reassure him, only for Ram to cut in, annoyed by the whole situation.
human
Ram:  "In any case, if Barusu’s permission is enough to convince you, then answer our questions. You are Shaula but not the Sage. In that case, do you know a Sword Saint or Holy Dragon?"
gpt
Shaula:  "Sword Saint? Holy Dragon?"
human
Ram:  "Their names are Reid and Volcanica."
gpt
Shaula:  "Ugh." Hearing that, Shaula’s face twisted up like she had eaten something disgusting.
human
Ram:  "You know them?"
gpt
Shaula:  "Of course I do. I’ve known stick-swinging Reid and sarcastic Volcanica since way back in the day. Haven’t seen them in forever since we split up, though. They still doing all right?"
human
Ram:  "Reid’s long dead now."
gpt
Shaula:  "Really?! He’s dead?! That guy always seemed like he wouldn’t die even if you killed him! How’d he die?! Eating something weird he picked up off the ground or something?!"
human
Ram:  "Old age. There’s no one who can fight that."
gpt
Shaula:  "Old age… Ohhh, right. Yeah. Reid was technically human, wasn’t he?" Shaula looked down sadly at hearing an old friend had died. Even her ponytail seemed to lose its energy, and she looked lonely as her shoulders slumped. "Then what about Volcanica?"
human
Ram:  "Volcanica’s a dragon, so yeah."
gpt
Shaula:  "I see."