conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I guess our job as parents is really over…"
conversations.prefix: Dad:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Of course she turned out wonderful. She’s a lost child of the spirits, after all.” My dad wrapped an arm around my mom, the latter’s tears showing no sign of ending.
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "That’s not it. I’m your child and your child alone. And I’ve always been proud of that."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  They weren’t my biological parents. They weren’t even the parents that had raised me, Rei Ohashi. But I knew, from the memories of the Rae Taylor I also held, that the love they had for me was real. It was thanks to them that I could be who I was today.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Rae…"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I see… Thank you, Rae, our beloved daughter.” My dad hugged me tight. “Miss Claire, please take care of Rae."
conversations.prefix: Dad:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Of course. I know we’re going to be very happy together."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Thank you.” My mom hugged Claire. Today, we’d become a family in the truest sense.
conversations.prefix: Mom: