gpt
Emilia:  Geuse’s—Petelgeuse Romanée-Conti’s mind was broken. And Emilia was—
human
Pandora:  "Now then, are you prepared to choose the hope of lifting the seal?" Pandora walked over, addressing Emilia as she embraced Fortuna’s remains. With a gentle face, Pandora quietly awaited her reply. Emilia lifted her head.
gpt
Emilia:  “…Open the seal?”
human
Pandora:  "Yes. Unfortunately, the mother with whom you made that promise has passed away. No longer do the fetters called a promise bind you. So how about it?"