gpt
Subaru:  "You know? It might be that Felt girl. She was blond and really fast, right?”
human
Subaru:  "Hey, my brother, how’s life?”
gpt
Man:  “If it’s Felt you’re looking for, whatever she stole is probably sitting in the loot cellar. She usually takes things there, gets them tagged, and then the old man who’s the master there’ll get them sold at a market somewhere else.”
human
Subaru:  “That sounds like a pretty strange system… Doesn’t anyone worry about the master of the cellar taking off with all of the goods?”
gpt
Man:  “The reason he’s the master is because people trust him not to do that. But, well, even if you go up and tell him it’s stolen, he’ll probably just say ‘So what?’ right back at you, so you’d better be prepared to negotiate a price to buy it back. After all, it’s the original owner’s fault for being stupid and getting it stolen in the first place!”
human
Man:  the man finished with a laugh.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru was able to get the guy to tell him the location of the loot cellar, so they would probably be able to find it soon, but there was a new problem. Subaru and Satella were both penniless.