human
Ram:  “Or will you remain a cowering, unmoving little boy?”
gpt
Garfiel:  “Cut that out. The way ya said that makes even me wanna deny it…” Garfiel rang out in protest at Ram’s words. Tensely, he realized he had not firmly told her I won’t go, remaining in the chasm between the two choices: I’ll go and I won’t. —He was being completely taken for a ride.
human
Subaru:  Even as he spat blood, Subaru had stood before Garfiel and shouted what he believed—namely, that he needed to find out if he could win against himself on that day of his childhood or not.
gpt
Ram:  “Your face says your resolve is set.”
human
Ram:  When Garfiel turned around, Ram was brushing leaves from her hip as she stood up beside him. Gazing at her face, Garfiel suddenly had a thought. Deep down, he felt that Ram didn’t regard getting Garfiel on her side as all that important. Why, then, had Ram cooperated with Subaru and the others and scolded him then and there? —Wasn’t Ram simply putting her foot on her childhood friend’s back to give him a push? If that was true, the woman he loved was quite a woman indeed.
gpt
Ram:  “Well, it’ll be fine, Garf.”
human
Ram:  Taking that silence as unease, Ram, for once, spoke with a warm tone of voice as she peered at Garfiel, giving his bare shoulder a light pat. “If you see something scary enough to make you cry, Ram will console you. —A favor to an old acquaintance.”