human
Subaru:  "We’re friends, right?”
gpt
Beatrice:  "What kind of relationship do you think—Wait, what did you call me just now, I wonder?” Beatrice raised an eyebrow with a twitch of her cheek when Subaru clapped his hands.
human
Subaru:  "Beako. I think nicknames are an indispensable way to show my friendship. You’re the only one in the mansion so far who didn’t like it even a little bit, though…" He thought back to the last loop, when the loneliness and despair had been driven home. One could even say he was cajoling her into bringing sophistry and threats at him. It was from such humble beginnings that a firm pact had been established between them. In the end, Subaru had unilaterally severed the deal. But Beatrice had exploited the vagueness of the details to continue to protect him. Even if Beatrice had forgotten, Subaru would never forget how he felt back then. “—So I don’t care what you think of me, I’m going to call you Beako. It’s the greatest sign of affection I can give you!”
gpt
Beatrice:  “That does not please me whatsoever! What is with that overbearing goodwill?! Is it merely distasteful or completely disgusting, I wonder? !”
human
Subaru:  “Hey, what’s with that way of talking?! I’m thanking you from the bottom of my heart here. This is no time to make fun!”
gpt
Beatrice:  “If you’re going to insist that what you said just now was not meant in jest, you and I are no longer engaged in conversation. It may look like dialogue, but it is not!” She informed him that if conversation was supposed to be a game of catch, this was more like rugby. He was showing considerable affection in an appropriately Subaru-like way, but that seemed to be lost on Beatrice.
human
Subaru:  “Well, I’ll set that aside, but I’ll still call you Beako.”
gpt
Beatrice:  “Such single-minded resolve is quite unnecessary. What would happen if I simply do not respond to that name, I wonder?”
human
Subaru:  “Don’t say cold things like that, Beako.”
gpt
Beatrice:  “…” Subaru called out to Beatrice, but silently keeping her gaze lowered to her book, she made no reply. Apparently she meant what she had said earlier. While Beatrice acted stubborn, Subaru grudgingly walked over and paced around the stool.
human
Subaru:  “What’s wrong, Beako? You look glum, Beako. Are you all right, Beako? If there’s something wrong, you can talk to me, Beako. Mm? What is it, Beako? We can do this, Beako. Beako, Beako!”
gpt
Beatrice:  “I have never seen anyone as annoying as you! What is with you, I wonder? !” Someone as thin-skinned as Beatrice was natural prey for someone born with a talent for getting on other people’s nerves like Subaru. He pumped a fist, the corners of his lips twisting as Beatrice’s shoulders shook in anger.
human
Subaru:  “Actually, I’ve got an admission to make. I’m backed into a corner and really need your help.”