gpt
Emilia:  “…Once again, you’re not saying anything.” Her cold, hard voice battered his eardrums. It sounded like despair—like she’d given up.
human
Subaru:  “Why…don’t you understand…?”
gpt
Emilia:  “…Subaru.”
human
Subaru:  “I thought, you… You of all people would understand…”
gpt
Emilia:  “The me inside your head is really something, isn’t she?” That one sentence was filled with enough distance and isolation to make him cry. When Subaru lifted his face, astounded, Emilia averted her eyes and faced away from him.