human
Pivot:  “My friend isn’t very subtle, is he? Ha-ha-ha!” Pivot raised an eyebrow at this inability to grasp irony. “If you didn’t come here to fight…”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “I assure you we didn’t. That was just a way of cheering you up. But, regardless, to business. Wilhelm Trias, we have a message for you. From now on, you’ll be exercising your skills in the service of Zergev Squadron, led by Bordeaux Zergev here.”
human
Wilhelm:  Wilhelm stared at Bordeaux with narrowed eyes.
gpt
Wilhelm:  "Are you sure about this, though? I’ve been in two battles so far, and in each one, everyone in my unit was killed. Do you plan on being next?” he asked, closing one eye.
human
Bordeaux:  Bordeaux gave a solemn shake of his head. “There were too many casualties in those last two battles—Redonas Plateau and Castour Field. Redonas was a strategic victory, at least, but Castour was inexcusable. Those kinds of losses were unprecedented. The royal army was forced to do a large-scale reorganization.”
gpt
Pivot:  “And I don’t believe it’s strictly accurate to say everyone in your units was killed. I’m given to understand one other young man survived. To come through all that—you two must have excellent luck. Or perhaps excellent judgment.”
human
Bordeaux:  “Meanwhile, Zergev Squadron was right up front, but every one of us came back alive,” Bordeaux said proudly.
gpt
Pivot:  “Your intuition saved you. You may not look it, but you’re a man who can be counted on in battle. That’s why we’re not worried about you.”
human
Bordeaux:  Bordeaux hefted his halberd and started to expound the unit’s military exploits. “You know, it wasn’t luck that kept us alive. We broke through the enemy encirclement, cut them down even as they gloated over us—”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Yeah, yeah, I believe you. Is that all you wanted to talk about?” Wilhelm wasn’t going to bother pretending he thought Bordeaux was making any of this up.