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Garfiel:  The rations provided were surprisingly generous considering the city’s current state. That went for the food and the clinics, too, but it made Garfiel wonder where the city had the money to spare to cover it all.
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Wilhelm:  “It is not spare capacity; it is surely just carefully choosing where to exert what little they have. If the quality of life drops dramatically, then people’s hearts will waver in the face of the monumental task of reconstruction. Sir Kiritaka has thought it through more carefully than I had imagined him capable of.”
human
Garfiel:  “That naive guy, huh...?” Garfiel’s fangs flashed at Wilhelm’s comment as he started into his food.
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Garfiel:  That thought caused Garfiel’s chest to ache a little bit.
human
Mimi:  “Mmm, delicious, delicious! A tasty meal is bliss! Mimi is moved!”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Ha-ha, it is wonderful that you are in good spirits. I am sure that is a relief for Sir Garfiel as well.”
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Garfiel:  “Ah, yeah.” Garfiel’s green eyes twinkled as he responded to the old swordsman.
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Wilhelm:  “Is there something you wanted to ask me?” Wilhelm seemingly reads Garfiel's mind.
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Wilhelm:  Seeing Garfiel’s eyes waver, Wilhelm nodded slightly. "Of course, there are some things I cannot say, but I am in your debt for allowing me to face my wife. If there is something these old bones can answer for you, then I will gladly do so.”
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Garfiel:  “Face my wife.” Garfiel had heard him say a similar thing before the battle as well. And if he was still saying that afterward, then that was how it was.
human
Garfiel:  “Was I really fightin’ Eight-Arms Kurgan?”
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Wilhelm:  “…”
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Garfiel:  “…I’m aimin’ to be the strongest. I need to be the strongest. That’s my job. That’s my promise with the general. But this ain’t it. This ain’t the summit I was lookin’ for.” Garfiel clenched his fist as Wilhelm’s blue eyes narrowed while he listened quietly.