human
Prisca:  She looked now around the room, then up to the ceiling, and then she muttered, “Perhaps I’ll let my brother deal with the cleanup.”
gpt
Vincent:  Vincent indicated the awful scene in the dining room and flashed a smile that was equal parts amusement and sadism. "And just as you were supposed to be entertaining guests, this happens. I see my little sister remains as indefatigable as ever.”
human
Prisca:  “Indefatigable, indeed. When there are too many flies flitting around, you brush them away, crush them, or burn them. I only did what anyone would do. No one can nor should criticize me for it. And besides…”
gpt
Vincent:  “And besides, what makes me so conceited as to think I have the right—is that it?”
human
Prisca:  “And besides, my elder brother is no exception.”
gpt
Vincent:  Vincent winked at his little sister as he recrossed his long legs and looked at the girl beside her. “Very well. I don’t intend to pry, but have you any idea where the killers originated from this time?”
human
Prisca:  “None. Sloppy as their methods were, someone took great care to ensure that the source of this spark would not be found. As much as I hate to admit it, I don’t believe I can follow the trail any further. Why, Brother—do you have any ideas?”
gpt
Vincent:  Vincent offered a cruel smile in response.