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Otto:  "Don’t pull that oh-so-friendly face on me!” Action/Narration: The instant Subaru declined the invitation, a chorus of voices started needling Otto, and raucous laughter spread through the group. Otto, the butt of the joke, pursed his lips and made a sour face.
gpt
Otto:  “That is not my motive at all. This is purely well intentioned. Well…you’ll need food and lanterns. Though I grant you…if I could interest you in even a small bit of oil, I would like that very much.” Action/Narration: As Otto lowered his shoulders and voiced his obvious dismay,
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Rem:  “What is this about oil?”
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Otto:  “Oh, I simply wound up getting something of a short straw. At present, the merchandise I am carrying is a somewhat large quantity of oil. I’d really meant to trade it in Gusteko for a large sum, but now, my very life hangs in the balance, and I must mitigate the loss as much as possible…” Action/Narration: It was plain as day that he was seeking sympathy for his plight…and a buyer for his oil. No doubt Rem understood this full well. Sympathetic as she might be, she would offer him nothing beyond perfunctory condolences.
human
Otto:  “I do not know if I will be able to sell all this oil even if I go to the royal capital. If I sell it for the price of dirt, I will be bankrupt—bankrupt!” Repeating himself for emphasis, he opened the door wide for a highly generous person to take all the oil off his hands. Action/Narration: Though the man had helped him during the first time around, it was precisely why Subaru sought to avoid getting deeply entangled now. He could pray for Otto’s prospects, but at that moment, Subaru and Rem’s futures came first. To get to the Mathers domain as soon as humanly possible, they could not avoid rushing along the highway at night. But just as Subaru was about to say his good-byes, he suddenly realized something. If trust wasn’t enough to put things into motion, maybe he should move them with money…
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Subaru:  “Otto, there’s something I… No, I have a business proposal.” Action/Narration: Otto’s eyes opened at how the expression on Subaru’s face vanished, and the air around him changed. But perhaps sensing from Subaru’s voice that he wasn’t joking, he immediately adopted the posture of a salesman.
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Otto:  “If it is business, I will listen to anything you have to say. Dear customer—how may I be of service?”
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Subaru:  “I’ll buy every drop of oil in your dragon carriage. In return, give me a hand.” Action/Narration: Subaru pointed to Otto’s land dragon, which he remembered, and then opened his arms wide, shouting in a voice loud enough for all the merchants setting up camp to hear.