gpt
Garfiel:  “…What do ya think ya doin’, ahh?” Halfway up the stone steps, Garfiel halted as his pupils narrowed. His feline gaze, reminiscent of a beast’s, shot right through Emilia, the one standing before him to bar his passage. "Outta my way. I’ll get rid o’ what’s worryin’ ya with my own bare hands. Once I do that…”
human
Emilia:  “Garfiel. —What are you so afraid of?”
gpt
Garfiel:  Pheeew went Garfiel, Emilia’s assertion leaving him short of breath. “Me, afraid…?” His fangs were shaking.
human
Emilia:  “You’re afraid, aren’t you? That’s why you’re speaking so loudly, stretching your arms as far as you can, stomping the ground with your feet… You’re pushing yourself, aren’t you?”
gpt
Garfiel:  “What are you—?! You! Don’t know nothin’ about me…!”
human
Emilia:  “I do know. —I mean, I’ve lived in fear of so many things for all this time.”