human
Fourier:  She couldn’t have been older than he was, and yet she had such courage. No, there was something else.
gpt
Fourier:  “—” Her grip on the dagger hilt was so tight that Fourier could see her fingertips turning white. She had no experience pointing a blade at a person. This was simply what she felt she had to do, while trying not to shake. Fourier had certainly not expected to be spoken to this way. He had never thought that when he met the girl again, it might be like this, or that this was the attitude she would take toward him. But there was one thing he hadn’t been wrong about—
human
Fourier:  “You are truly a good young woman, aren’t you?” It was that he cared about the girl in front of him even more than he had imagined. The girl’s expression wavered, thrown off by Fourier’s murmur.
gpt
Girl:  “…You can’t trick me. My eyes can see right through lies and ruses.”
human
Fourier:  “An upsetting response, when I’ve revealed my true feelings. What is it you dislike so much about me? I should like to know!”
gpt
Girl:  “…Do you think I’d trust someone who hides his face, just because he asks me to?”
human
Fourier:  “Hmm…? Oh! Oh, I see, I see! That was my mistake.” Fourier finally realized that the reason for the girl’s suspicion was his own fault. He touched his head and found the bandanna he had used as a disguise. He hurriedly removed it, and his golden hair fell around his face. At that, the girl’s eyes grew even wider.
gpt
Fourier:  “I see I confused you,” Fourier said. “As you can tell, I am no intruder. I am the fourth prince of this nation, Fourier Lugunica! You may gaze upon my visage.” Fourier wiped some sweat from his brow as he announced himself, trying to reassure the shocked young woman. Surely her suspicion would vanish, and that smile of hers would bloom like a flower…
human
Girl:  “My deepest apologies, Your Highness! Even turning my own dagger upon myself would not atone for this!” …but of course, nothing was ever that easy.