human
Wilhelm:  "At your age, it is only natural that you would be impatient to find your answer. Indeed, that you could bring yourself to apologize proves you are far more adult than I was at your age.”
gpt
Garfiel:  “…It’s hard to believe you were ever like that.”
human
Wilhelm:  “Not at all. I was a fool. Then…and perhaps even now.” Wilhelm looked down, as if in thought, and Garfiel felt a sting of awkward embarrassment.
gpt
Wilhelm:  Wilhelm was famed as the sword devil and the stories about him were legion, but it was hard to imagine with his genteel manner now. If anything, his words sounded like the merciful consolation of a kindly older man.
human
Garfiel:  I’ve got a lotta things I’ve screwed up since coming to Pristella that I needa think about… But either way—
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Sparing the roundabout phrasing, the two people we fought regained themselves only in the very moment of their death. Before that moment, the skill of her sword was false… Were it not, if I had truly fought my wife in her prime, there would be no way that I at my age would have returned alive. And I can say the same for Kurgan.”
human
Garfiel:  “If we fought them in their prime, we wouldn’t have won?”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Neither you nor I. I would be a corpse, and you would be naught but hunks of flesh scattered about. That is the truth.”
human
Garfiel:  “Y-you say that, but I…”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “—Don’t get cocky, kid.”