human
Subaru:  “Priscilla? What crazy idea do you have now?”
gpt
Priscilla:  “It sounds as if you presume to know me, commoner. Then tell me, could you predict this? I shall go to the control tower in the fourth district to behead that Wrath or whatever resides there.”
human
Subaru:  “Wh…?” Priscilla looked smug as her majestic declaration caught Subaru entirely off guard. He was well and truly taken aback by her plan.
gpt
Anastasia:  Anastasia nodded when she saw the shock on his face. “See? She’s been like that the whole time. I’ve been trying to figure out what to do about it.”
human
Subaru:  “We have to stop her, obviously…is what I’d like to say, but…” Ordinarily, her suggestion would be unbelievably rash, but when he thought it through coolheadedly, there was a certain merit to her plan, too. Crusch had joined the attack on city hall earlier, so he could not reject Priscilla’s suggestion just because she was a royal-selection candidate. And there was no way to argue that she was lacking in strength. At the very least, she was powerful enough to easily slay the ferocious demi-beasts roaming the city. She did not pale in comparison to Crusch in her swordsmanship, either. As an amateur who had observed dozens of experts, that was how Subaru rated her strength.
gpt
Priscilla:  “This is asinine. I possess both strength and beauty. So what reason is there to hesitate? Do not think me a fool who renders herself useless in the opening scenes or some weakling who never had the strength to stand and fight in the first place.”
human
Wilhelm:  “I do not believe I can allow that to pass without comment. I am certain you could not possibly be referring to my master as a fool, could you?”
gpt
Priscilla:  “It sounds as if you have someone in mind, old man. Being forced to leave the stage during a warmup before the main performance even starts could hardly be called the action of a person fated to play a leading role. I suppose it was just a misjudgment on my part to have expected more.” Priscilla and Wilhelm were clashing dangerously from word one. Ordinarily, it was a situation to just let something like that go, but for various reasons, Wilhelm was not quite composed enough to let it slide. And Priscilla was so totally unchanged from her normal self that it was hard to imagine her ever not behaving like that.
human
Subaru:  “Yeah, yeah. I’m the weakling and the fool, so let’s just move on. Quit arguin’ among ourselves.”
gpt
Priscilla:  “I’m not so kind as to unconditionally lend an ear to the prattling of a weakling, she-fox.”
human
Anastasia:  “Being weak isn’t the same as being incapable of winning. And how are you going to get the people around you to act how you want without a little show of magnanimity? We’re all pissed off here, so just have a little patience.”
gpt
Priscilla:  “Hmph.” Subaru was amazed at Anastasia’s mediation skills as he watched her talk the both of them down and silence their squabbling.