gpt
Garfiel:  Garfiel also understood that all of that was just him making excuses for himself.
human
Garfiel:  "Just means I’m no use to him right now— There’s no foolin’ his eyes.”
gpt
Garfiel:  “…But what do I do then? How do I…?”
human
Garfiel:  “…The hell’s so marvelous about me…?” There was a deep confusion in his listless murmur. Garfiel couldn’t bear to look at how pathetic he was, so he tried to escape it by helping out with the restoration efforts around the city. His wounds from the fighting had not fully healed yet, but he had still done more than tenfold the work of a normal person. Clearing rubble, checking inside buildings that were in danger of collapsing, he had exerted himself helping people and the restoration efforts.