human
Anastasia:  "And yet someone is murdering the people who know that location one after the other… It doesn’t make sense unless there are two competing goals at work here.”
gpt
Kiritaka:  “One faction that wants the Witch’s bones, and another faction that wants to stop them?” Kiritaka had apparently reached the same conclusion.
human
Anastasia:  “…If Natsuki is to be believed, it might not even be only two different sides.” Anastasia responded with an even more unappealing thought. Honestly, it would almost be funny was it not so deadly serious: The cultists were maliciously illogical. Their inability to work together was both an opening to exploit and one of the sources of their utter unpredictability. And as galling as it was to say about the lost members of the council, their deaths could not even really be called the worst outcome, since they meant the remains were still safe from being stolen, and the city wouldn’t be immediately plunged beneath the waves. But they also made clear—
gpt
Anastasia:  “I’m sure you realize it, too, Mr. Kiritaka, but…”
human
Kiritaka:  “Their next target is surely this company and me. Lady Anastasia, you should prepare to evacuate the premises.”
gpt
Anastasia:  “—What are you planning?” Dispensing with the details, Anastasia questioned Kiritaka directly about what he intended to do. She recognized his resolve as a representative of the city and his strong sense of duty as a member of the Council of Ten. She could understand his position, but—
human
Anastasia:  “Don’t go throwing your life away, y’hear? No matter what happens, just keep breathing.” Anastasia forcefully stared him down as Kiritaka raised his eyebrows in surprise.
gpt
Kiritaka:  “…I’m surprised. I would have expected you to be more inclined to cut losses.”
human
Anastasia:  “Did you think I was obsessed with money above all else? My company trades under the motto ‘Your friendly neighborhood shop.’”
gpt
Kiritaka:  “Pardon me. Were time permitting, I would have loved to get to know you better over a meal, but…”
human
Anastasia:  “You’ve got your Songstress you’ve set your heart on, right? Don’t go cheating on her behind her back.”
gpt
Kiritaka:  “Yes, you’re right—and unfortunately time won’t permit it, either.”
human
Anastasia:  Anastasia’s jaw clenched. He was right. There was no time. If the enemy who was after the council members was coming for Kiritaka next, then the Muse Company would be an ideal hunting ground—and there were far too many people there who could not fight. "I’m aware it is not my place to do so, but I’ve already ordered my subordinates to begin escorting all those who fled here as well as anyone who is injured to the nearest shelter. You should take the members of the Iron Fangs and Ferris and escape as well. My subordinates and I will act separately. It is too dangerous for me to go with you.”
gpt
Anastasia:  “You have some place in mind to go, right?”
human
Kiritaka:  “Of course. I have no intention of sitting around waiting to die…” Kiritaka straightened the sleeves of his white outfit and flashed a smile.