conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Going. I took myself on a visit to the room next door. I rang the bell, and shortly thereafter, Misha appeared.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Sorry," she murmured. "And good evening to you, too. Can I come in?"
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I pretended not to see Misha’s tears and waltzed on through the door.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Um…Hey, Rae. Sorry, were we too noisy again?"
conversations.prefix: Me:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "What’s going on?" Yu looked as she ever did, wearing a composed smile.
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Misha says I haven’t smiled since the incident, which obviously can’t be true."
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Weird thing to claim, I thought. You’re even smiling right now.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You’re forcing yourself. You can fool the others, but you can’t fool me."
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You’re overthinking it, Misha. I’m fine already."
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You’re lying!"
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  It wasn’t like Misha to get this worked up. I realized the difference might be something only she, having been by Yu’s side for so long, could discern.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "How could she? Your mother! How could she be so foolish as to make her child feel this way?"
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Her stance had shifted since their last argument. She had to feel betrayed for having urged Yu to put her trust in Riche. From Misha’s perspective, both the incident with Yu’s gender and the assassination attempt appeared to be sheer selfishness on Riche’s part—actions she’d taken without a shred of consideration for Yu.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Even so, Mother cared for me. I’m sure of it." Yu’s voice was tinged with a mixture of resignation and love.
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Lady Yu…" Misha could do nothing more than look sadly at her.
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Mother was wrong. What she tried to do was unforgivable. Her actions only ever hurt me."
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Then why—" Yu cut her off. "Because now…I think I understand. That was her way of trying to show her love."
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Yu interrupted Misha’s next attempt to speak as well.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "What she did was wrong, but it wasn’t just selfishness. She did it all for me, even if she never understood what I truly wanted. As twisted as it was—it was love." Yu smiled as she spoke.
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Misha stared at her, stunned.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I didn’t understand her. I thought she only wanted to hurt me. But I was wrong. There’s no doubt in my mind now that the one who gave her life to save me was someone I could call my mother."
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Yu clenched her right hand, perhaps remembering her mother’s final moments.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Seeing this, Misha overlapped her own hand onto Yu’s. I had a feeling she no longer thought Yu’s smile fake. There would be no further misunderstanding between them.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Mother and I never truly understood each other. I regret that now. That’s why I never want that to happen to us." Yu took Misha’s hand and stared deep into her red eyes. "Thank you, Misha, for always being there for me."
conversations.prefix: Yu: