human
Crusch:  "Nnhn…" she groaned. Her throat was dry. She leaned up off the floor. And then the smell filled her nose, a stench so awful that it was almost physically painful. It was like animal waste mixed with something rotting. She was somehow able to sit up, but her hands were manacled. So were her feet, and on top of that, she was blindfolded.
gpt
Crusch:  "I don’t seem to have any major injuries. Is that so they have room to bargain with me…?" She remembered the moments just before she had lost consciousness. Bean and Miles had used some kind of concoction to put her to sleep.
human
Crusch:  "If I had been careless and drunk the tea, it wouldn’t have worked."
gpt
Bean:  "…If you’d done that, we would’ve done something much more terrifying."
human
Crusch:  She didn’t let her shock show on her face. Instead, she let out an incongruous laugh. "You never cease to surprise me. That, at least, makes me think you’re related to Felix."
gpt
Bean:  "You don’t know how grateful I am to hear that from someone who’s closer to that boy than any other. It gives me confidence that he and I really do share a blood connection."
human
Crusch:  "You seem awfully interested in the son you gave up nearly ten years ago."
gpt
Bean:  "I told you. I need him."