human
Otto:  “Off she ran.” Otto made a gaze of protest toward her, but the land dragon in question had her face turned away from him, her expression one of lofty indifference. “…She literally has no eyes for me… At any rate, she rushed out of the stables, and I was nervous that if she ran off entirely, my situation would become grave, bringing us to the present, you see.”
gpt
Subaru:  “So she came right to me, then. Well, well, Patlash. You must be the sort to get lonely quick.”
human
Otto:  “It did not appear to be…mere longing for you, Mr. Natsuki. I mean…” Crossing his arms, Otto narrowed his eyes, suggestively turning them toward Patlash.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru followed suit, squinting as he gazed at the land dragon’s scales, which seemed to melt into the night. That was when he realized it. Patlash’s black scales had wounds that oozed with blood. Surely, the hard scales covering her body could not be easily harmed, and more than that, her injuries looked like they were inflicted internally rather than externally.