conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You are heterosexual, are you not?"
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Of course!"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "And you like Master Thane, right?"
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I chimed in.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Rae, don’t interrupt. Shut up for a minute." Claire snapped. She looked genuinely angry with me. I held my tongue.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "How would you feel if a boy told you, ‘Don’t hit on me’?"
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "How dare he think me so desperate!"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Exactly. But that’s exactly how you’re treating Rae."
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Oh…" Claire looked shocked, despite herself. Misha had a surprisingly level-headed and balanced perspective on things. Queer people only differed from others in their preferences; they weren’t any more lustful than other people, and they didn’t indiscriminately pursue sex or romance.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "W-well… It’s just that Rae happens to like women, too, I suppose."
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "It just means that gender is irrelevant to romance for her."
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "That’s not right."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Huh?"
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Gender is relevant."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "R-really?" Bisexual people existed, for one, and those who identified as gay or lesbian might consider themselves to not be attracted to a particular gender so much as to a particular person—well, it was complicated. But now that I thought about it, I, personally, wasn’t into men. Gender was definitely relevant to me.
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I see. I suppose I don’t really know much about these things."
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Well, that’s normal. There isn’t much opportunity to learn." Queer people were still overwhelmingly closeted in this world, which was rife with prejudice and nurtured little understanding. As I noted, the queer people depicted in story were either the sex fiends Claire imagined or the free-loving sort Lene had in mind. Diversity and acceptance were a long way off.
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Is there any objectionable behavior I ought to change?"
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "No, not really. I’m just happy to dote on Claire every day."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "It’s because you’re always saying those sorts of things that I worry!" Claire whined. Perhaps that was true, and if I was overstepping boundaries, then that was my bad. But the fact of the matter was, Japanese entertainers in my past life had often used their sexuality as part of their brand despite the discrimination they faced. That was probably why I acted this way.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I just can’t live without poking fun at you." I said, laughing. But I was laughing alone.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Rae… You…" Misha gave me an anxious look. Ugh. This was exactly why I hadn’t really wanted to talk about this.
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m used to my love being unrequited." It was true. No matter whom I had feelings for, they never liked me back. But there was nothing to be done about that; no one I felt for was in the wrong for not returning my interest. I was just unlucky. Besides, it wasn’t just queer people who experienced frustration in love. I glanced up at Lene.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Hmm? What is it, Rae?"
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "No, it’s nothing."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "So, you’ve given up on Miss Claire then, Rae?"
conversations.prefix: Misha: