human
Subaru:  "I’ve already got Beako taking up that slot.”
gpt
Beatrice:  “Mrgh!” Beatrice started pummeling his chest again in anger, but Subaru just let her have at it as he looked over at Meili.
human
Subaru:  “I know how much you want to be fawned over, and I’d be happy to do it, but if you’re going to talk about rights or responsibilities, then it will have to wait until you’ve done your job first.”
gpt
Meili:  “Fiiine. Even though you’re already spoiling Beatrice. You big meanie.”
human
Subaru:  He wasn’t actually being particularly mean about it, but there was no helping that she might take it that way. Beatrice seemed somehow satisfied with herself as Subaru tickled her neck and then raised his hand to Julius. Seeing that, Julius quietly nodded. It was best to have someone who was an expert at dealing with proper young ladies take over. But also—
gpt
Beatrice:  “Subaru—the sand time seems to be starting.” Beatrice warned him, and Patlash looking straight ahead and whinnying slightly confirmed it. The enormous tower that was impossible to miss even from back in Mirula soared into the sky before them. A yellow sand blew from the tower. The Auguria Dunes’s baptism, a sandstorm swirling with miasma—the sand time had arrived. They had gotten a general grasp of the comings and goings for the sand times from their information gathering in Mirula. Three times a day—morning, midday, and in the middle of the night—a powerful sandstorm would blow through these lands. That was what the locals called sand time. Considering what the owner of the tavern said about the miasma, it was almost like sidling up nice and close to a toxic waste dump site. Particularly during the night sand time, which lasted for several hours, it was difficult if not impossible to move. Because of that, they would be moving during the day and largely trying to avoid the morning and midday sand times. The grains of sand on the ground were fine, and just like they had been warned, the footing was terrible. Their procession was forced to go at an extremely slow pace, and their irritation just increased like sand in an hourglass piling up. But because of that situation, Subaru was also feeling a little let down. Because—
human
Subaru:  “It’s harder to walk with the wind blowing, but…it’s not nearly as bad as I was imagining.” Turning his head away from the strong winds, he held his hand over his mouth, taking a couple of ginger breaths through the cloth blocking the sand. He could feel a little bit of sand in his mouth, but that was hardly any different from how it had been in town. The world was a yellowish-brown color from all the sand flying, and it was annoying to have sand get into all the crevices of his clothes, but—
gpt
Subaru:  That’s all really.