human
Roswaal:  "Hooowever, to think that you would go through such trouble…are you truly sooo fond of him?"
gpt
Beatrice:  "Your jokes are in as poor taste as your makeup, Roswaal. Puckie is my ideal partner. That human cannot match such lovely fur." Beatrice looked defenseless as she stood before Roswaal’s four glowing, floating balls. However, the “simply standing” girl projected something around her so powerful that it made the air itself bend. Something invisible but frightening was about her.
human
Ram:  "Who cares about that? Who cares?!" Everyone looked at her as she stormed over, hands holding the hem of her skirt. "Let me through and do not interfere. If you know something, say it, all of it. Help…help me avenge her!" It was a sad, painful plea.
gpt
Subaru:  The words gripped Subaru’s heart.
human
Ram:  Ram shot Subaru a despondent, despairing glare.
gpt
Emilia:  Emilia stood beside Beatrice, as if they were both shielding Subaru from her hostile gaze. "I’m sorry, Ram. I still believe in Subaru." Emilia put her palm toward Ram to hold her in check while looking back at Subaru from the corner of her eye. Her eyes wavered, trying to find the words, before dropping for but a moment. "Subaru, please. If there’s something you can do for Ram and Rem…please."
human
Subaru:  "I’m sorry—!" As if crushing Emilia’s concerns under his heel, Subaru stepped not forward but back.
gpt
Emilia:  In that instant, Emilia’s eyes went silent as her emotions raced. They spoke of shock, sorrow and, above all, unbearable disappointment that her trust was about to be betrayed.
human
Subaru:  What Subaru truly saw in Emilia’s eyes was his own despair. He knew his actions had opened the door to a nightmare and could never be taken back. That was when Subaru, no longer able to meet Emilia’s eyes, turned his back on her.
gpt
Emilia:  Instantly, Emilia reached out toward his back. But this was to block the Blade of Wind before it reached Subaru. "Subaru—!"
human
Subaru:  Shaking off the voice trying to stop him, Subaru rushed down the corridor in a daze. He felt the magical confrontation behind him increasing in severity, but Subaru lacked the courage to look back. He was weak. He was fragile, unable to do anything. That was why he’d run out on Emilia, who’d trusted him after all that, and Beatrice, who’d tried to save his life, spurning their goodwill and good intentions. He didn’t know what to do anymore.