conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Knowing his lack of homemaking skills, I suspected Aleah was cooking dinner about now. Then again, he might well have just taken them out to eat instead. The three of us picked up our pace as we discussed what to do next.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Philine sounded exhausted, likely from the demanding negotiation with Hilda. "I see nothing wrong with that. You did your part by negotiating with Hilda—quite wonderfully, might I add—and now it’s time for us to do ours."
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Yeah," I said. "I see you in a new light, Lady Philine. You’re not such a wimp after all."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "W-wimp?" Philine stammered. "Rae! How could you say such a thing to a princess?!"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Whoops. Pardon me."
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "No, it’s fine. A wimp is exactly what I was up until now." Philine laughed sadly. "But I’ll change. I’ll get Hilda’s support, and I’ll somehow persuade the rebel forces, and I’ll change Mother’s mind—all for the sake of the empire’s future."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "That’s the spirit, Lady Philine."
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Looks like you’ve got a loooong way to go."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Rae!" Claire exclaimed.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Ha ha ha…" Philine laughed weakly. What can I say? I just don’t do well with serious situations. "We’ll send a letter to Mr. Torrid tonight."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Thank you," Philine replied. "Let me know if he requests a reward in return, I’ll do everything in my power to procure it."
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "That’d be pointless. Mr. Torrid isn’t the kind of person to care about rewards. He won’t budge, no matter what bait we dangle in front of him."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Rae! What on earth is the matter with you?" Claire demanded. "Why are you trying to shoot Philine down at every turn?!" I humphed.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I’m jealous because you’ve only been praising Philine!"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "But you didn’t do a single thing this time." Claire said. "If you want me to praise you, you need to achieve something first."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "That’s true. Well, my time will come soon enough, I’m sure." Perhaps it would come very soon. You see, even without Mr. Torrid’s help, I already knew how to open the Box of the Forbidden.
conversations.prefix: Claire: