human
Tinasha:  A half hour’s ride toward Cezar from the battlefield, it lay enshrined in a flattened patch of grass and brush. Tinasha, who had tracked its magic to the source, frowned sourly down on it from the sky. “That’s… quite something. What a grotesque shape.”
gpt
Karr:  The spirits Karr and Mila stood on either side of her. The red-haired girl grinned at the queen of Tuldarr. “Lady Tinasha, do creatures like that disgust you?”
human
Tinasha:  “I mean, it doesn’t have any legs, and it’s enormous.”
gpt
Karr:  “Should I make it some legs?”
human
Tinasha:  “That’s not the issue.”