human
Subaru:  With the discussion over, they left the parlor. “Well, I wonder if that makes me one of his little friends nooow? What do you think?”
gpt
Beatrice:  “…Spare Betty such disgusting statements. It sounds almost like you mean it, which is a scary thought.”
human
Roswaal:  “I’ve never been so inconstant as to press matters in this body, thooough.”
gpt
Beatrice:  “You’ve been a woman, too. I suppose that’s enough for Betty to be on her guard.” Roswaal’s smile deepened as Beatrice remained composed while playing with her hair. It was a habit she had picked up when she needed something to do with her hands. That or it was a sign she was getting annoyed. “That habit of yours neeeever changes. But it seems as if your feelings have. I can’t quite bring myself to so easily wag my tail for someone else the way you can. I’m jealous.”
human
Beatrice:  “Compared to you, who could never touch Mother despite your single-minded determination, Betty can actually hold Subaru’s hand, which is a thousand times better. You won’t get a rise out of Betty.”
gpt
Roswaal:  “Look at yooou. You’ve really grown quite resolute.” Roswaal was sitting while Beatrice stood across from him, putting them at eye level. Sparks started to fly, but suddenly, Roswaal’s expression softened. “He defeated an archbishop. That should be the second inside Subaru now.”
human
Roswaal:  “…There should be other candidates besides Subaru.”
gpt
Roswaal:  “But none of them were as close as he was or overlapped.