human
Jeanne:  Making sure she wasn’t seen by the people closing in on them, she lifted a tuft of Izabella’s hair. Then she kissed her, like a knight kissing a princess’s hand. Izabella’s shoulders twitched. But she didn’t turn around.
gpt
Jeanne:  "I don’t hate seeing a mere human trying to oppose them. After all, such actions are the ones that are supposed to change the world. You may be an idiot, a dunce, and a fool, miss, but I choose to believe that your actions helped delay the clock hands in their march toward the end. You did catch my eye, and the eyes never lie." Jeanne offered a surreptitious murmur to her dignified back.
human
Jeanne:  With slight vestiges of sorrow, Jeanne let go of the silver hair. As she did, she offered a quiet farewell. "Good-bye, my stupid, gallant little lady.”