human
Crusch:  Crusch returned after changing her clothes.
gpt
Someone:  “She’s beautiful…” No one knew who had spoken, not even the person who had whispered the words, so enraptured was everyone by the sight as Crusch entered the moonlit hall wearing a black dress. She had tied up her long green hair, and precious stones glittered here and there against her white skin. In her military outfit, she had seemed as sharp as her sword, but in an instant she had come to shine as bright as a gem in her dress.