conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Ahh—” May cried out as she fell down.
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Are you okay? !” Claire ran up to her.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I also stopped preparing the snacks and flew to May’s side.
conversations.prefix: Rae (Narration):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “You scraped your leg a little." Claire said, checking for any other injuries and finding none. We were keenly aware of the curse coursing through this girl’s blood. It would always be our obligation to check her for injuries. "That must have hurt,” said Claire tenderly. “You’re so strong for not crying. Rae, hurry and heal her.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Why?”
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Wh—why?” Claire demanded.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Claire, you look sad."
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Of course I am. You’re hurt, aren’t you?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “When we get hurt, everyone is happy." Aleah said, coming up from behind us. Claire’s face froze at Aleah’s words.
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Here.” May broke a piece off of her skirt—the part that had turned to stone due to her blood—and presented it to Claire.
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Thank you.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What are you thinking? !” Claire burst out angrily.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “What…” murmured May.
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Thank you…”
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “This is not reason to show thanks!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Why? We—” "—were born to bleed.” They spoke in eerie unison. This was the curse. This was definitely a curse. “When we get cut—” "—everyone is happy.”
conversations.prefix: May and Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “No!” Claire interrupted their heartrending words and pulled them close to her. “You were born to be happy! Never think that you were born to be injured!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “But we—” "—are cursed.”
conversations.prefix: May and Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Forget the curse! May, Aleah, you were always in pain, right? It was hard, right?” Claire was crying. It was really such a rare thing to see her cry at all. But cry she did, embracing them and stroking their hair.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  May and Aleah remained confused for a bit, but finally, they started to change. Their first true expressions were impatient, like they were trying to recall something but also were resisting the recollection.
conversations.prefix: Rae (Narration):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “We—” "—remember this."
conversations.prefix: May and Aleah:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I had an idea of what “this” was. They remembered, somewhere, somewhen, that they had been embraced.
conversations.prefix: Rae (Narration):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Do you mean your mother?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Mo—” "—ther?” At that word, the hard masks they had maintained suddenly cracked. “Ooh…” "A-ah…” As one, the girls began to sob. “W-we—” "—were waiting…” They spoke in tones of delirium, crying all the tears they had saved up for years.
conversations.prefix: May and Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It’s okay. It’s okay. You’re both such good girls… You really are so good…” Claire diligently comforted them, but they didn’t stop crying, and neither did she. They sat there, all three together, crying for quite some time.
conversations.prefix: Claire: