human
Liara:  “See you next time.”
gpt
Rafiel:  “Mrgh.” His brother obeyed, but his sister pouted and refused.
human
Liara:  Liara looked troubled by her adamant refusal. “You’re the older sister, right? Set a good example for your brother. Rafi! Rafiel!” Looking irritated, Liara called her by name.
gpt
Garfiel:  When he heard that name, Garfiel felt like he had been struck by lightning. “Ra…fiel…?”
human
Liara:  “Yes, Rafiel… Oh, did I never introduce them properly? That’s her name. My two children, Rafiel and Fred.”
gpt
Garfiel:  Rafiel and Fred. He had heard the younger brother’s name plenty of times already. The reason he had not dwelled on it was probably because he was scared to notice. Rafiel and Garfiel. Fred and Frederica. Liara’s two children and Lisha’s two children. The similarity of their names and the meaning behind it. “You probably don’t think it sounds much like a girl’s name, do you? I can tell that much myself.”
human
Rafiel:  Coming to the wrong conclusion as to why Garfiel fell silent, his sister’s, Rafiel’s, cheeks puffed out.
gpt
Garfiel:  Hearing that, he shook his head. “No, I think it’s a good name— Really, I do.”
human
Rafiel:  “—Ngh.”
gpt
Rafiel:  “Isn’t it? !” Rafiel’s cheeks reddened at his heartfelt response as Liara broke into a smile.
human
Liara:  “I named both of them. For some reason it just felt like ‘this is a good name’…and…”
gpt
Liara:  “You named them?”
human
Liara:  “Yes. When I was trying to think of cute names for them, those just naturally came to me.”
gpt
Garfiel:  Garfiel had every right to be angry, to be mad. He had the freedom to pick that. But those feelings were not what he felt in that moment. His mother’s, Lisha Tinzel’s, love had been proven. And the love of his younger brother and sister’s mother, Liara Thompson, had also been proven. So that was enough. “Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha!” He broke into a laugh. The last reservation that had remained in his heart throughout it all finally disappeared. The feeling of his own helplessness at not being able to say what he should have said, not sharing his connection with them, all of that disappeared. This is fine for now. Because that’s already proof enough that we are connected. “See you, Rafiel, Fred. I’ll come by again sometime.”
human
Rafiel:  “—! Yeah, bye-bye!”
gpt
Fred:  “N-next time, make sure you don’t cry!”
human
Garfiel:  Tousling both of their heads roughly, this time there was a proper affection in his palm. And finally, he waved to his mom. “Thanks, Mom. I’ll stop in again.”