conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Eventually, I arrived at the western gate.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Hm? What are you after, then?” the gatekeeper called out upon noticing me.
conversations.prefix: Gatekeeper:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Good evening. I was hoping you could let me through?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Sorry, gate’s closed for the day. Come back tomorrow.”
conversations.prefix: Gatekeeper:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh, but tomorrow’s a bit difficult for me.” There shouldn’t be anyone left who remembered me, but given what had just happened with my father, things were going to get hectic soon. I’d rather leave before border inspections grew tighter, if possible.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “No means no. Gate’s closed.”
conversations.prefix: Gatekeeper:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Well, I guess you leave me no choice.” I gathered what remaining magic I had left in me and took the gatekeeper’s memory of me. I gently caught him as he lost consciousness and collapsed. “Sorry, but I really do need to get through.” I placed him gently on the ground and began to wheel my way through the gate.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “And where do you think you’re going without me, my lady?” Right as I passed under, I heard a voice call out.
conversations.prefix: Emma:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “…Huh?” I turned around and saw someone I’d never expected to see again. “…Emma?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’ve been looking all over for you. I take my eyes off you for one second and you up and disappear.”
conversations.prefix: Emma:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “But…I…”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “If you have plans to go somewhere, please inform me first.”
conversations.prefix: Emma:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “…How, Emma?” I should have erased all of Emma’s memories of me. How did she still know who I was?
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “How what?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I…I should have erased all memory anyone has of me. So how do you still remember me?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Oh, I see,” she said matter-of-factly. “I suppose it’s because my body is naturally resistant to magic.”
conversations.prefix: Emma:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “…It is?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Indeed. Nobody quite knows why, but my daughter is wholly resistant to magic, so perhaps it’s something hereditary.” Emma had told me in the past that she was once a member of the royal family of a country that no longer existed. She had abandoned her country after its ruin, but apparently had had a daughter before then who was completely resistant to magic. “That is why I’m afraid to inform you that erasing my memory will be impossible.
conversations.prefix: Emma: