human
Fortuna:  "Perhaps we have a thing or two to learn from her.”
gpt
Fortuna:  “You spoiling her irresponsibly puts me in a bind, though. Goodness…it must be Sister’s blood in her.” Fortuna sighed as she touched a hand to her forehead. Then, when she noticed Geuse training his gaze firmly upon her, she gave him a sharp look as if asking, What…?
human
Fortuna:  “No, it would be better not to worsen your mood…”
gpt
Geuse:  “We’ve known each other long enough. There’s nothing you can say that will shake me now, Geuse.”
human
Geuse:  “Then I shall speak the words. Lady Fortuna, your clothing choices this day are dazzling. I find myself rather enchanted by the sight of you.” When Geuse spoke his mind with a guileless look on his face, Fortuna stiffened for a brief moment.
gpt
Fortuna:  “—!” Then Fortuna’s face turned red. An instant later, with a powerful punch to his shoulder, she sent Geuse flying. Forgotten in the commotion, the basket was in danger of falling onto the floor, but Emilia caught it just in the nick of time.
human
Geuse:  “Did I truly say something rude I should not have…?”
gpt
Emilia:  “No, it’s not that. Mom gets embarrassed really easily, so she couldn’t help but blush when you said that to her, Geuse. Tee-hee, Mom’s so cute.”
human
Fortuna:  “Don’t go around making things up! Geuse is… He is a man wicked to the core.” With the quarrel at home out of the way, the three amicably strolled along—Fortuna marched ahead in a huff, with Emilia and Geuse walking side by side as they headed for the lake in the forest. The incident upon their departure had Fortuna in a mood, and Geuse had gotten worked up over that, but from Emilia’s point of view, Fortuna wasn’t really angry—she was just shy. Emilia was a little aggravated that Geuse seemed to be the only one who wasn’t picking up on that. But the relationship between Geuse and her mother was close, if a bit prickly, and certainly a happy one.