human
Roswaal:  The man’s gentle voice contained a masculine eloquence that was the product of years of experience. “First, I must thank you for your service during my aaabsence. The situation was salvaged thanks to your efforts.” His tone was casual, but its firm, unwavering resonance made Ram’s shoulders tremble.
gpt
Ram:  “I do not deserve such praise. Besides, in the end it was settled by your own hands, Master Roswaal—”
human
Roswaal:  “I mind not. Incinerating harmful beasts in the forest is no great expenditure of tiiime.” Roswaal waved a hand, speaking as if it was a trivial matter.
gpt
Ram:  Ram was well aware that his claim was not false modesty, hyperbole, or an empty boast. She could not say a word to refute him. They were speaking to each other in Roswaal’s study on the uppermost floor of the mansion. As always, their nocturnal chats involved only the two of them.
human
Roswaal:  “Leaving past events aside, let us speak of something more construuuctive. For instance, what shall become of young Subaru from here ooon, I wonder?”
gpt
Ram:  “…His body is most certainly largely healed. Lady Beatrice made many complaints, but she fully exerted herself to heal him, so…”
human
Roswaal:  “I wonder what illness has befaaallen her. I have known her for quite some time, and the boy is the first time I have seen her become so involved. Surely she could not have…? Ah, surely not…” Roswaal closed his blue eye as he discarded the implication of his own words.
gpt
Ram:  Ram pretended not to hear the quiet portion at the end, not wishing to disturb her master’s thought process as she said, “Either way, if not for Lady Beatrice, I doubt we could have saved Subaru.”
human
Roswaal:  “Perhaps we should call that young Subaru’s good fooortune. Indeed, there are few more accomplished healers than Beatrice. I am embarrassed to say that I specialize only in the infliction of harm.” Roswaal shook his head and tilted it to the side a little. The corners of his lips formed a thin smile. It was a transparent, mild expression, the sort that would perfectly conceal his pleasure or displeasure from anyone but himself.
gpt
Roswaal:  “Howeeever, I am guessing, from your stating this as the preface, that his condition is not so rooosy?”
human
Ram:  “Yes. Barusu has had his gate forced back to life after running dry twice in a short period of time. On top of that, he has been healed from life-threatening injuries, so…I wonder how well his gate can function after being forced open and abused like this.”
gpt
Roswaal:  “Is this the diagnosis of Beatrice and the Great Spirit?”
human
Ram:  “Yes.”
gpt
Roswaal:  Roswaal folded his arms and closed his eyes as he mulled the report over. Damage to one’s gate, and thus, one’s ability to use mana, was a fatal affliction for any magic user.