human
Subaru:  He could not stop it, nor could he put it into words. It was difficult to comprehend, and Subaru did not know just what it was. But it asserted its existence ever stronger, seemingly trying to rob him of all thought, which Subaru, clenching his teeth, continued to resist.
gpt
Subaru:  "You’ve been spoiling me nonstop, so…this time, I want to try and do without. The only thing that pains me is making you and everyone worry as I fail…but I’m trying to overcome the Trial as fast as possible so that no one has to worry anymore.”
human
Emilia:  With Subaru unable to string words together, Emilia sent his way the stout smile that came over her. It looked very beautiful. "Please, watch over me as I do my best. —That’s what I want you to do for me, Subaru.”
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru forcefully kicked the ground, slicing through the wind. His heart remained restless. He still didn’t have a destination. He raced down a slope with bad footing, seemingly about to take flight. Branches scraped his cheeks, leaving marks, and even as he tumbled repeatedly, he kept running so long as he had breath. He raised an incoherent voice, screaming so much that his throat seemed ready to burst, and looking up at the sky, Subaru ran. To the crisp, cool air, to the pale moon floating in the clear sky, Subaru cried out in shame. —The final sight of Emilia’s strong smile was burned into the back of his eyelids. That charming smile, and the resolve it conveyed, drove Subaru’s misunderstanding home. Finally, he realized the true nature of the urge welling up within him, charring the inside of his chest to ashes. And because he now understood, Subaru had parted with Emilia, impulsively racing into the forest, rushing through the underbrush as if he were some kind of beast. Deep within his chest, the emotion asserted itself, growing hotter, hotter, fiercer—this was what people called shame.
human
Subaru:  “I…I…!” —How conceited! How prideful! How utterly foolish! He recalled his anger at Roswaal’s words and actions for looking down upon, even pitying Emilia. He’d been indignant. He’d sworn upon his unforgiving heart, then he met Emilia immediately after, baring his thoughts to her—only to be gently rebuffed. That was when Subaru realized it for the first time. —That the one who believed least in Emilia’s resolve, Emilia’s determination, and Emilia’s strength was none other than Subaru himself. He had to protect her; he didn’t want her to go through bitter thoughts or sad feelings—under the guise of such words, Subaru had decided that Emilia was incapable of doing anything. Even while Subaru had contrived various schemes out of his desire to keep her under his protection alone, Emilia had hardened her own resolve and determination in her own, Emilia-like way, deciding to face the Trial.