human
Beatrice:  “Sleeping on the all-important fourth day. Maybe I really do have a death wish.” “Would you cease your muttering, I wonder? There are more appropriate places for it.” Beatrice, looking down and watching as Subaru lightly poked himself, sat on her stool as she spoke.
gpt
Subaru:  He was already in the archive when he awoke. “Well, this is a surprise. Did you carry me in my sleep?”
human
Beatrice:  “I would not like to spend time in a room filled with that scent of yours, I suppose. This archive is my place and none other’s. Could you behave yourself while here, I wonder?”
gpt
Subaru:  “You actually thought this out, huh?”
human
Beatrice:  “Do not just sit on the floor mumbling. Would you like to be swatted like an insect, I wonder?”
gpt
Subaru:  Oh, so that’s what you’re reading, said Subaru, looking at the pages open before Beatrice as he stuck out his tongue.
human
Subaru:  Subaru rose from the floor, abruptly staring at his own two hands. An odd sensation remained. Someone had held his hand as he slept, hadn’t— “Hey Beatrice, don’t tell me you held my hand while I was asleep?”
gpt
Beatrice:  “I won’t be telling you such a thing, I suppose. I would not, even if Puckie asked me to.”
human
Subaru:  “What a thing to say… But hey, at least we can die together!”
gpt
Beatrice:  “No. Absolutely not.” Beatrice, rather sour, tapered her lips as Subaru looked around the room once more.
human
Subaru:  “How am I supposed to kill time in here…?”
gpt
Subaru:  “Oh, right. Are there any books here written just in I-script?”
human
Beatrice:  “—To think that you cannot read but the simplest things. How many humans do you think would cry with joy at just the thought of entering the Mathers family’s archive of forbidden books?”
gpt
Subaru:  “Well, I do feel bad for them… So what, you’re here full time?”
human
Beatrice:  Beatrice lowered her head a little at Subaru’s question. “Such is the pact I have made.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Another pact, huh? Maybe I shouldn’t say this when you’re helping me, but isn’t it rough?”
human
Beatrice:  Beatrice closed her eyes and spoke as if to cut off all further inquiry.