human
Beatrice:  “What kind of book are you reading, anyway?”
gpt
Subaru:  “One that contains a method for driving an insect out of a room.”
human
Beatrice:  “A bug in an archive, huh… Sounds horrible. What kind?”
gpt
Subaru:  “It has large black eyes and a foul mouth. Also, it thinks rather highly of itself.”
human
Beatrice:  “That’s pretty specific for an insect, there…”
gpt
Subaru:  He looked around the area, thinking of driving it off straightaway if he could. As Subaru twisted around his neck, his eyes fell upon the book once more.
human
Beatrice:  Ahem. “Is there still something you want, I wonder? If not, could you please go?”
gpt
Subaru:  “Ah, er… Right, is that mana drain something anyone can do?”
human
Beatrice:  “Should I feel slighted, I wonder… In this manor, only Puckie and I can perform such a feat. Even Roswaal cannot.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Huh. I thought he said he could do it all.”
human
Subaru:  So Roswaal was indulging in vanity? That or mana drain was an unexpectedly rare skill given the simplicity of its effect. “Anyway, um, don’t go sucking people dry too much, okay? Especially me—I’m seriously short on blood right now, so I’d weaken and die pretty easily.”
gpt
Beatrice:  “Ah, because the flesh was all restored but the blood was not? Well, I had no obligation to go that far regardless.” Beatrice shrugs her shoulders.
human
Subaru:  “Mm?” Subaru tilts his head. The grammar she’d used just then implied something rather odd. “The way you said that just now, it sounded like you closed my wound. Don’t tell me you’re petty enough to take credit for Emilia’s work?”
gpt
Beatrice:  “That half-baked little girl lacks the power to heal a fatal wound. She and Puckie stopped the bleeding, but I healed the wound… What of it, I wonder?”
human
Subaru:  “Er, I’m seriously super conflicted here!”
gpt
Subaru:  The circumstances of Subaru’s recovery had been exposed in highly unexpected fashion. Subaru had been absolutely certain that Emilia had healed his wounds just like she’d done in the alley previously, but… Though he narrowed his eyes suspiciously and made a look of doubt, Beatrice was unmoved. Barring her being a liar of exceptional gall, the truth was no doubt as she’d spoken. Meaning Beatrice was…
human
Subaru:  “Then you’re a big filthy liar! Lot of gall you have there. Bottom-of-the-barrel personality!”
gpt
Beatrice:  “And you have quite some gall to not politely accept the generosity of others!”
human
Subaru:  Subaru’s rude statement and Beatrice’s angry shout resulted in a staring contest between them, one Beatrice finally resolved by sending Subaru flying back with magic until he smacked into a wall. As Subaru bounced off the wall and rolled head over heels before her, Beatrice slowly stroked one of her long curls.
gpt
Beatrice:  “Could you finally leave, I wonder? Your hands aren’t shaking anymore, so it would seem you’ve put your fears behind you.”
human
Subaru:  “…So you noticed, huh?”
gpt
Beatrice:  “You were trying to hide it, I suppose.