conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "For every successful act of pillaging, would you not be met five times in return?"
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Well spoken, Dole François."
conversations.prefix: Dole François:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I am humbled to have my name remembered." There was sense in Dole’s words. No matter how strong the empire was, they couldn’t win if surrounded by enemies on all sides. Of course, I doubt it would go as smoothly as Dole said, but it was feasible, and that was enough. Even so—
conversations.prefix: Dole François:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Huh…"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Is something on your mind, Rae?" Claire asked me.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Yes, well… I can’t help but think Dorothea reminds me of someone. Not in appearance but more so that overbearing high-handedness…"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I doubt there are many as tyrannical as her."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Oh, I got it. She’s just like Master Dole before the revolution."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "What are you—oh." There was a time Dole had made himself out to be the villain in order to serve a greater cause. I saw a bit of overlap in Dorothea’s demeanor, but I could have been imagining things.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "In the first place, I cannot comprehend why you are so desperate to achieve something as unrealistic as bringing the whole world under your empire’s rule, especially when you’re so soft."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Soft? Did you truly just call me soft?" Dorothea’s tone turned threatening, but Dole paid it no mind.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You exiled your daughter, who planned treason against you, to save her. You even forgave her foreign collaborators. What can that be called if not soft?" I recalled Josef saying something similar—something about how Dorothea had Philine’s well-being in mind. Perhaps Dorothea was indeed…soft.
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Humph. Don’t speak as though you understand."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Only those who’ve borne children can comprehend the bond between a mother and her daughter."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Such a truth is every father’s regret. Even so, there remains one thing I know we share."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Is that so? And what is that?"
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Love for our daughters." Dorothea’s eyes widened with surprise.
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I thank you for the kindness you’ve shown Claire and Rae."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Enough. Now is not the place for that." she said, taken aback by his sudden words of gratitude.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Dorothea, I think it’s about time you told us what you’re really planning. I know you’ve been working alone toward something this whole time, but is it not possible for us to work together?" Dorothea didn’t respond. Numerous mysteries surrounded her motives. While she had provided a variety of justifications for her aggression, her true goals remained unknown to us even now.
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I could very well let this summit be our final warning to you before hostilities commence. But after what you’ve done for my daughters, I would rather not. Please, would you be willing to tell us what’s really going on?" Dole wasn’t so much asking as he was pleading at this point. The politician in Dole respected Dorothea as a ruler, and he didn’t want to see her life lost in vain. But things could never be that easy.
conversations.prefix: Dole: