conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Everyone is a political person!” I still didn’t consider myself one, though not for the reason the activists likely assumed. Just thinking about the encounter gave me a headache.
conversations.prefix: Lambert:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Miss Claire, my head hurts. Will you feed me my breakfast?”
conversations.prefix: Lambert:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “What nonsense are you spewing now? !”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Hmm? You prefer mouth-to-mouth? That’s a little too much, even for me.”
conversations.prefix: Lambert:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I said nothing of the sort!” Teasing Miss Claire was the best way to ease my stress. I wished we could stay like this forever.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “You’re so selfish.”
conversations.prefix: Lambert:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Well, then—I’ll feed you instead.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Unnecessary! And what does that have to do with your headache? !”
conversations.prefix: Lambert:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Huh?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Don’t look at me like you don’t know what I’m talking about!” Doting on Claire. That was my politics, my principle, and my position.
conversations.prefix: Lambert: