conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “She wrote, ‘There’s something important I gotta do. I’ll be crossing over first, but you gotta live on, Otto.’ Can you believe the nerve?” He clenched his fists and hung his head. Maybe he was crying; I couldn’t tell. He’d done nothing but complain about her so far, but from what I could tell—
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “You love your sister, don’t you, Otto?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Wh-what?! Oh, shut up."
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh, yeah. One hundred percent.”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  My bad habit of joking around when things turned serious had reared its ugly head again, but I earnestly believed Otto cared deeply for his sister. Whether he had feelings for her romantically or as family was lost on me, but he had said he wasn’t a ‘nutjob with nothing but love on their mind’ like me, so it was probably just familial love.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “So essentially, you’re planning to kill Her Majesty Dorothea before your sister tries to?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Got a problem with that?”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I do. It’s suicide.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I know that already! I don’t need you to tell me!” And yet he had planned it. He probably couldn’t bring himself to do nothing.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “We should consult with Father.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yes,” I replied after a moment’s hesitation. "Master Dole might come up with a good plan.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “You’re going to help me?” Otto said, nonplussed.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I understood his surprise. We stood to gain nothing from this. But even so—
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “We won’t assist with any assassination plots, but we can’t very well do nothing while a classmate needs our help.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I…tried to punch you before, though.”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Did you? I only recall you making a fool of yourself.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Sh-shut up!” He blushed like an abashed child. I had been older in my past life, so part of me saw Otto as a young, immature boy.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Do you know when the coup is meant to take place?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You know that summit coming soon? It’ll be the same day.”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “That doesn’t leave us a lot of time. Rae, let’s take a half-day to return to the dorm and form a plan.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Good idea.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Should I do anything?” Otto asked enthusiastically.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Nothing, for the time being. Take particular care not to do anything rash, unless you want to ruin everything.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Ngh…”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Just leave things to us and wait. We’ll make sure your sister stays safe."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “All right. I’m counting on you.” We’d succeeded in preventing Otto from doing anything reckless. Now we just had to deal with Philine’s supporters. The bell signaling the end of lunchtime rang.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Can you tell the teacher we left early?” Claire asked Otto.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Yeah.”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Let’s hurry home, Rae.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Let’s.” Jeez, Claire was truly too sweet-natured for her own good. But that was exactly what I loved about her.
conversations.prefix: Rae: