human
Priscilla:  "Unlike the dull streets of the capital, this city’s sights are salve for my tedium. I was enjoying the flow of the water when this artist’s song reached my ears."
gpt
Subaru:  "I mean, wow, yeah, I didn’t know what to expect when she suddenly came in and started dancing. Usually, I give people who get too worked up a good smacking with my song, and most of the time, they settle back down right away…!"
human
Subaru:  "You really don’t act like a songstress at all…" Driving interlopers back with your song was way too rock and roll. Besides, the only word he had for Priscilla suddenly breaking into dance was shocking. Considering how rapt the audience was, it must have been quite the performance.
gpt
Priscilla:  "To gather the hearts of so many people and leave me behind is self-centered to the extreme. However, such is the appeal of your music. How about it? Would you care to serve as a singing girl at my side?"
human
Liliana:  "Oh, thank you, thank you so very much!! I am honored and very, very proud that you praise me so! But! But! I must respectfully decline!" Liliana responded with a smiling face and a refusal with virtually no hesitation. Instantly, the park was enveloped by an aura that pricked Subaru’s skin. His body tensed up on its own. Liliana had made a frighteningly, spectacularly momentous decision in a flash. She understood nothing about Priscilla’s character or the instant and even cruel threat Priscilla could pose. She was totally oblivious.
gpt
Priscilla:  "Oh, you refuse me? Why do you refuse my invitation?" Like clockwork, the tone of Priscilla’s voice dropped an octave as she responded, her crimson eyes running cold. Even Subaru, who wasn’t the target of her ire, felt like a blade had been pressed to his throat. In that situation, where a single word could cost her life, Liliana stroked her musical instrument with her hand.
human
Liliana:  "I am Liliana the minstrel. Though I have stopped in this city for a time, I am destined to wander again before long, traveling wherever the wind carries me. It is an occupation and way of life of not being bound to any one land or one person."
gpt
Priscilla:  "And so you decline my invitation."
human
Liliana:  "It was the same for my mother, my mother’s mother, and their mothers before that. It is our family’s way. We leave nothing behind, save for our songs in people’s hearts. Just as one cannot fence in the wind, no one can keep us in one place. Your invitation makes me happy, but I must decline. Even I do not know where my songs shall echo. I leave that up to the wind." Raising her musical instrument high, Liliana spoke the words proudly, not a single reservation upon her face. Her usual demeanor—the way she made fun of everything and consistently got on people’s nerves—was nowhere to be seen.