human
Oscar:  Deciding to let Tinasha have a proper night’s rest, Oscar picked up her light frame and carried her to the bed—then he paused. He remembered how she shot up from the bed the last time he laid her down like this.
gpt
Oscar:  After a few seconds’ consideration, he sat down on the bed with Tinasha in his arms. He lay her down in his lap and poked her cheek again. "Wake up, wake up."
human
Tinasha:  With a little groan, the witch’s eyes fluttered open. Dark spheres heavy with sleep blinked up at Oscar.
gpt
Oscar:  "If you’re gonna go to sleep, do it in the bed."
human
Tinasha:  "Okay…" She murmured, crawling over to a corner of the huge bed with his help. Then she curled up like a cat and fell back to sleep.
gpt
Oscar:  While Oscar was relieved to see she wasn’t having a nightmare, he realized something else with chagrin. "You didn’t change your shape at all…" He muttered, grabbing a lock of her hair. This time, however, she showed no signs of waking. Sighing, Oscar covered Tinasha with the blankets and then left to go take his own bath.