conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Living out at this convent, I imagined they were starved for entertainment, and my love troubles were just the thing to satiate that hunger. "Sh-she’s wonderful. Very wonderful. But she already had her heart set on someone…" I mumbled.
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Oh…"
conversations.prefix: Nuns:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "That’s…too bad." They sympathized with me further.
conversations.prefix: Nuns:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I had yet to realize my careless blunder.
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "She?" Sister Rellette didn’t appear taken aback but was clearly eliciting further information out of me.
conversations.prefix: Sister Rellette:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Ah… Um…" I floundered. Should I say it?
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Did you perhaps have feelings for a woman?"
conversations.prefix: Sister Rellette:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Y-yes…" I couldn’t lie in the face of Sister Rellette’s calm but clear voice. The Spiritual Church disapproved of same-sex relationships. They didn’t go so far as to openly persecute people, but it was clear they believed love should only exist between a man and a woman. I braced myself for a scolding.
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I…see." But it never came. Sister Rellette said no further than that, quietly returning to her meal.
conversations.prefix: Sister Rellette:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  The atmosphere after that was hard to describe. It was awkward, yes, but there was something else in the air. I ate my meal silently, not understanding the meaning of that strange tension.
conversations.prefix: Lilly: