human
Bordeaux:  “First, let me confirm the situation. It’ll depend what’s going on, but I’ll err on the side of deploying the squadron. Don’t get ahead of yourself, Wilhelm.”
gpt
Wilhelm:  When Wilhelm had told Bordeaux about the impending threat to the Trias lands, Bordeaux had nodded with unaccustomed seriousness and given this reply. He had then set off for headquarters. Wilhelm watched him go. Reporting the problem was all he could do right now. He ground his teeth at his own helplessness, but he had enough self-control now to bear it. He had the emblem of knighthood on his chest; it was a sign of his awareness that he would no longer be permitted to act as rashly as he had before.
human
Bordeaux:  “Let me repeat that. Don’t get ahead of yourself. Knights are almost never stripped of their rank once promoted, but people know who you are now. You aren’t just a nameless swordsman who can go anywhere he wants.”
gpt
Wilhelm:  Twilight was deepening as the curtain of night draped over the capital. As he walked along the main street, he replayed Bordeaux’s words again and again in his mind. He couldn’t just wait quietly in his quarters. He had altogether too much time on his hands, and his feet seemed to drag him slowly but surely toward the plaza in the poor district. It was hours since he had seen Theresia, exchanged their usual words, and then parted ways. He had never before gone to that place twice in one day.
human
Wilhelm:  “Wilhelm?” So he was surprised to find the red-haired girl standing in the darkened square. Unlike the main street, this plaza opened onto the back alleys, and as such there were no artificial lights. It was a cloudy night, and he could barely see his hand in front of his face. Theresia couldn’t possibly see her flowers in the darkness, yet she was waiting alone in that square.