human
Subaru:  “Inconceivable!”
gpt
Emilia:  “Children mustn’t drink alcohol,” Emilia explained. “It stunts their growth.”
human
Subaru:  “Wait, you said the same thing as my mom?! Also, hey, I’m not under the kingdom’s legal drinking age! I’m turning eighteen this year! And I’ve got Roswaal’s permission, too! I’m a grown-up, I swear!”
gpt
Emilia:  “I don’t think a grown-up would make such a big fuss like that. But, huh, I didn’t know you were eighteen. I’m really surprised… I thought you were much younger.” Emilia smiled sheepishly as Subaru made a fuss over the little nugget of caution she had heard from somewhere.
human
Emilia:  “Well, I have heard foreigners think Japanese people look young for their age. By the way, how old do I look to you?”
gpt
Subaru:  “Twelve…no, thirteen. About thirteen years old!”
human
Subaru:  “But that’s younger than Felt! Also, thirteen isn’t that much older than twelve!”
gpt
Subaru:  “Arrrgh, I need a nap. And hey, you keep saying I’m like a child, but what about you, Emilia-tan? Can you hold your liquor? Are you the type who can drink the whole wine list in one sitting?”
human
Emilia:  “Sorry, but I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
gpt
Emilia:  “For all my posturing, I’ve actually never had alcohol before. Oh, but I am of legal drinking age. I’m not thirteen.” Emilia gave an awkward cough.
human
Subaru:  “I don’t doubt you—and if you were thirteen, that’d make me a criminal, besides.”
gpt
Emilia:  “Why would you be a criminal, Subaru?”
human
Subaru:  “Because you’re so cute that you make me want to do something naughty, Emilia-tan…”
gpt
Emilia:  “So anyway, Puck told me I must never drink alcohol.”
human
Subaru:  “You’re just gonna ignore my answer? !” Subaru was stunned by Emilia’s clever new ignoring technique, but Emilia showed no reaction. Instead, the pendant on her neck shined, and a third voice butted into the conversation.
gpt
Puck:  “Of course you can’t drink—alcohol is the preferred drink of bad adults. And you’ll always be my sweet baby girl, Lia, so there’s no need for you to even touch such a vile drink.” Along with the overprotective monologue emerged a swarm of light orbs taking the shape of a tiny cat. The summoned cat spirit sat on Emilia’s shoulder, poked her cheek with his paw, and said,
human
Puck:  “I won’t let you drag my baby girl down a dark path. Any party drinks that find their way near my Lia, I’m gulping them all down myself. I won’t let Lia have any! Shoo!