conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Her Holiness’s magic is powerful but takes time to prepare.” Have I seen this person before? I was pretty sure he was a bishop.
conversations.prefix: Bishop:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh, no, if anything, I should be doing the thanking. The pope’s magic saved us all."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You flatter me." A voice answered from within the palanquin.
conversations.prefix: Pope:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Y-Your Holiness? !”
conversations.prefix: Bishop:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It’s fine, Bishop Rhona. It’s only a matter of time before she and I must see each other.” The blind on the palanquin lifted.
conversations.prefix: Pope:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Rae Taylor. I am the pope.” The girl’s voice was alarmingly monotone, and her expression didn’t so much as twitch. She was Clarice Répète III.
conversations.prefix: Pope: