human
Subaru:  If no one does anything, they’re going to hurt an awful lot of people. Emilia won’t be the only casualty. I want to take them down before that happens. That’s why I need—”
gpt
Priscilla:  “Hee-hee. Heh.”
human
Subaru:  “—?”
gpt
Priscilla:  Abruptly, Priscilla leaned forward, her shoulders slightly trembling.
human
Subaru:  Subaru’s brows rose at the small sound from her mouth.
gpt
Priscilla:  Priscilla’s head snapped up. “Ha-ha-ha-ha! Amusing! You are very amusing. I see, you’ve certainly swayed my heart more than that book. You must be incredibly talented to come up with a farce like this!” Priscilla laughed and laughed, mocking Subaru. It was the howl of a fiendish, carnivorous beast. He instinctively understood that this was the kind of smile that a cat might wear while tormenting a mouse to death with its claw.
human
Subaru:  “…! What’s so funny?”
gpt
Priscilla:  "That you do not understand makes it a true masterpiece. Tell me, do you actually fail to comprehend just how illogical your actions have been?" Priscilla ran a finger through her orange hair, twirling it around as she giggled in amusement. Subaru remembered this manner of speaking, proclaiming the speaker had seen right through him.
human
Priscilla:  "I do not know if you simply have no one to rely upon, but going around informing the opposition of your own side’s weakness serves only your enemies’ interests. For us, seeing you lower your head and say, ‘We’re too weak and desperate, please help us,’ is a matter for celebration.” Priscilla tapped her temple with a finger as she ridiculed Subaru’s desperate plea.
gpt
Subaru:  He’d considered the possibility that she would brush him off. But he hadn’t expected she would tear into him like this.
human
Priscilla:  “Not caring about appearances is fine, but you have considered this too little—far too little. Aiding the enemy to help your own camp when it falls into crisis… Your behavior is that of a talentless employee. You are hopeless. Death would be far preferable.” Priscilla rose from her chair while hurling insults without restraint, going down the stairs until arriving right in front of Subaru. “Indeed—’twould be better if I severed your head myself.”
gpt
Priscilla:  Priscilla pulled a fan out from her cleavage, resting it upon the carotid artery on the right side of Subaru’s neck. He had seen neither her step nor the swing of her arm; only a master could pull off this move. Even though the fan was not a bladed weapon, Subaru felt like it could lop off his head the instant it moved.
human
Priscilla:  “You couldn’t even see it?” Priscilla moved aside her fan, speaking as if Subaru’s unwitting gulp bored her. “Not just foolish but slow as well. There’s no saving you… Though, to bear with such terrible treatment and still be thinking of your master—I admit such devotion is admirable.