conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  By the last one, the light had faded from everyone’s eyes as they droned, “Ms. Aleah…yes…Ms. Aleah…” I decided to pretend I wasn’t seeing any of it. Dorothea seemed unaffected. “Hmm… Perhaps Aleah has brainwashing magic that exceeds mine?” she mused. My ears just so happened to fail me as well.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “One, two, three. One, two, three—ow!”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’m so sorry, Miss Claire!” I hurriedly apologized, having stepped on Claire’s foot. How many times did that make? I felt terrible.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It’s fine, Rae. You’ll get the hang of it soon enough.” She said with a bright smile.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  We were in the Imperial Academy’s dance hall. A spacious room with sakura wood flooring and mirrors lining each of the four walls, it was typically reserved for dance classes. Presently, it was open for students to practice in after school, in preparation for the ball. Lana, Eve, and Philine were also with us. Philine watched with envious eyes as Claire taught me.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Don’t you know how to dance? You’ve been an imperial princess all your life!
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Perhaps I should just be a wallflower at the ball.” I said, thoroughly demoralized. Even Claire’s instruction couldn’t salvage my horrendous dance skills.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What are you saying? Do you intend for me to dance alone?” she replied.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Well, no…” I did want to dance with her, but at this rate, I would just be stomping Claire’s feet flat.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Why not dance with me instead, Claire? !” Philine’s hand shot up as though to say ‘Pick me, pick me!’
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I wouldn’t mind dancing with you after Rae.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “No fair…”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Forgive me, Philine, but Rae is my significant other, you see.” Claire accompanied these words with a dazzling smile. That confirmed it—she was an angel, no doubt about it.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Hey, Rae? How do I make Claire fall for me?” Philine asked.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I feel like that’s not something you should ask Miss Claire’s lover.” I answered. What made her think I would answer such a question?
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Why not? Who better to ask than somebody who has already succeeded in winning Claire’s heart?”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I can’t tell if you’re being logical or just plain stupid…” Philine should have been a lot smarter than this, but it seemed whenever Claire got involved, she became something of a ditz.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Is it breasts?” she asked.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Just who do you think Miss Claire is? A perverted old man?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “There isn’t a soul in this world who hates a beautiful bosom, male or female. Oh, I see. It can’t be breasts…mm-hmm, nope.”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Where were you looking just now?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Whatever do you mean?”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Oh, so we’re doing this, then?” If it was a fight she wanted, it was a fight she would get! Kidding, of course.
conversations.prefix: Rae: