conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Lady Manaria? Really?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You still have the gall to feign ignorance after seducing her?"
conversations.prefix: Eve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I’ve done no such thing, though."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Eve was Manaria’s lover?
conversations.prefix: MC(Thinking):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Manaria loved me. I left her for her sake, but I will never forget her love."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Eve stared me down, perhaps madly so. Something was wrong here—I could feel it in my gut, but I couldn’t place the source. "And yet, you…you! How could you?!"
conversations.prefix: Eve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You misunderstand, Eve. There’s nothing between Manaria and me."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Liar!" Eve swung at me. I hurriedly twisted my body to dodge, then distanced myself as she stumbled. Regrettably, she was between me and the door, and the reference room lacked windows to prevent the books from deteriorating.
conversations.prefix: Eve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Eve… Where exactly did you know Lady Manaria?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "What’s it matter?"
conversations.prefix: Eve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I just want to make sure of something."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Like what? That she loves you more than me?"
conversations.prefix: Eve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Like I said, you misunderstand!"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Eve ignored me as she withdrew a small knife hidden in an inner pocket of her shirt. "Lady Manaria belongs to me… I devoted my body and soul to serving her!"
conversations.prefix: Eve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Serving her? Oh. Eve had to be the maid Manaria had mentioned. The one who’d left the Sousse Royal Palace, leaving Manaria distraught. There seemed to be quite an age gap between them, but I recalled Eve mentioning she was older than she looked around the time I’d chased Joel into the red-light district, which meant the age gap couldn’t be the source of unease I felt. What was it, then?
conversations.prefix: MC(Thinking):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You took Lady Manaria from me! Give her back! Give her back to me!" Eve lunged forward with the knife, which I dodged by a hair’s breadth. Her close-combat skills were poor, but the same was true for me. Claire had tried teaching me a number of times, but it still hadn’t really stuck. If I used magic, I would win hands down. I remembered Eve being much better at magic than close combat, but I was still leagues ahead of her.
conversations.prefix: Eve: