human
Subaru:  She seemed to expect Subaru to laugh it off, but he shook his head and said, “That’s a noble calling, especially at your age— Wait, I just remembered. You’re twenty-one.”
gpt
Liliana:  “This is going to sound harsh, but why does a chore boy like you have a problem with my age? If you keep badgering me, I’ll take you to court.”
human
Subaru:  “Does this world even have that kind of court…?” Ignorant of the ways of this world, Subaru did not know the answer to his question.
gpt
Rem:  “So if I’m hearing you correctly, miss—your mission is to travel the world and share songs about famous heroes from history?”
human
Liliana:  “Noooo, it’s so much more than that. Of course, I do consider sharing songs to be my sacred task, but I have a more personal goal. And that’s…” But before she could elaborate, the bard was cut short.
gpt
Ram:  There was a knock at the door. It opened to reveal a maid who politely bowed her head. She was the spitting image of Rem, except with pink hair and light-red eyes. The maid—Ram—looked up and graciously said, “Apologies for the wait. Master Roswaal is ready to see his guest.”