human
Subaru:  The first was against the Witch, and the second was to confront Roswaal. Both had resulted in tragedy, but… “So the only problem is how I feel, isn’t it…”
gpt
Otto:  “Well then, please forget about that here and now and let us speak of it no more.”
human
Subaru:  “Forget and speak of it no more…man, that’s easy for you to say.” Subaru was less angry than taken aback at how bluntly Otto had put it.
gpt
Otto:  "Now see here?” Otto thrusts a reproachful finger forward. “Mr. Natsuki, we have no time for this. There is no time to worry about such sentiment. As we speak, time is steadily passing us by. It is the same as merchandise growing stale. Before irrevocable damage is incurred, we must set aside our personal feelings. They are unproductive, unproductive!”
human
Subaru:  “I—I get it, I get it… Really, you’re a lifesaver.” To Otto, who was urging him to use all of his head rather than part of it, Subaru let the last part of his sentence trickle out in a small voice.
gpt
Subaru:  He needed to cut off his emotions and deal with the top priorities. In terms of cutting things away, Otto’s demand differed little from Roswaal’s. And yet, it felt like a world of difference to him. “Guess whether it’s looking forward, backward, or sideways, the speaker makes a big difference…”
human
Otto:  “We have no time for idle banter. That is not your job, Mr. Natsuki.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Yeah, I know.” Against Garfiel, the key would be the Witch’s advice that he was afraid of the outside world. He hated relying on Echidna, but in this current situation, he couldn’t let himself get hung up on that. If he wasn’t going to depend on Return by Death, he needed to use anything he could, be it a cat’s paw or the words of a Witch with a foul personality. “I will do as we planned. As for Emilia…”
human
Otto:  “That’s the one thing I won’t let you stick your hand into. I suppose I can’t exactly stick mine in, either.”
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru was unsure whether he should have nodded his head or shaken it from side to side in response to Otto’s worry. Having lost his qualifications, Subaru could not aid with the Trial. The tomb’s barrier could only be undone by Emilia challenging the Trial. At the very least, if he only could find a clue… Even though he knew that clue was to be found in Emilia’s past, a past she feared, filled with excessive grief— “I still haven’t asked Emilia about it. In the end, I guess I chickened out.” Unable to watch Emilia shed tears after she was crushed by the Trial, he had not confirmed anything beyond that. He’d danced around the issue…it was the price of having a weak, loving, tender heart. “Because I didn’t have the courage to stare straight at her scars, I gave her a pat on the head to console her and pretended to not notice.