conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Even if I’d had a knife and fork, I wouldn’t know where to begin with such a rustic meal. There did seem to be some paper wrapped around the leg of the meat, but…no, surely not?
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You just grab the leg ’ere and tear into it, like this." The adventurer demonstrated for us by biting directly into the chicken.
conversations.prefix: Adventurer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "How vulgar." I said, horrified.
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "It tastes best like this, really."
conversations.prefix: Adventurer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Loretta, let’s do what we must."
conversations.prefix: Pepi:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “…Right." I lifted up the meat, ready to complain to no end if it was awful, and took a bite.
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “…Hm? It’s actually good?"
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "How…? It’s just cooked chicken, isn’t it?"
conversations.prefix: Pepi:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Ha ha ha. Surprised? This place serves good food. Their chicken legs, in particular, are just unforgettable." The adventurer spoke proudly. The chicken looked plain, but it was actually quite well prepared. Not much seasoning, to be sure, but once I bit into the meat, I found it rich and flavorful. It was fresh and tender, with none of the chewiness or gamey quality chicken often had, and juicy enough that I almost expected to see it dripping all over me. It was the perfect remedy for an empty stomach after a day of labor. Appealing on an instinctual level.
conversations.prefix: Adventurer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I’m flattered that a former noble like yourself finds it to your taste."
conversations.prefix: Innkeeper:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You can tell I used to be a noble?" I asked.
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "’Course. The way you eat is different. Only nobles act with such grace." He laughed gently.
conversations.prefix: Innkeeper:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "This meal is really wonderful. I mean it. This might be the best chicken I’ve ever eaten."
conversations.prefix: Pepi:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Thank you. I’m very happy to hear that. It makes it worth waking up early every morning to prepare this."
conversations.prefix: Innkeeper:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I felt the same way as Pepi. I’d had finer chicken in terms of meat quality, but none as tasty as this. I’d turned up my nose at it for being food made by an ex-commoner, and for looking crude, but I could see now that it had been cooked with love.
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "The liquor here is pretty good too. Hey, get us three of the usual."
conversations.prefix: Adventurer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Sure thing."
conversations.prefix: Innkeeper:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Hold on, I never said we’d drink." I complained.
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Come on, Loretta, we might as well. It’s his treat. Right?"
conversations.prefix: Pepi:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Ha ha, sure thing, let’s make it my treat!" the adventurer said. He and Pepi seemed to be really hitting it off, which kind of bothered me. Pepi didn’t have a thing for him, did she…?
conversations.prefix: Adventurer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You really wear your heart on your sleeve, huh, Kugret girl?"
conversations.prefix: Adventurer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Wh-what?"
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I’m saying you’re a little simple, girlie."
conversations.prefix: Adventurer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Are you making fun of—" I raised my voice.
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Loretta, stop. Don’t cause a scene." Pepi chided.
conversations.prefix: Pepi:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “…Hmph." I was miffed. The two were getting along and I felt like I was just a third wheel.
conversations.prefix: Loretta:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Cheer up, lass. Here, your mead." The innkeeper brought us our drinks, seeming to take pity on me.
conversations.prefix: Innkeeper: