conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I’d baked some madeleines and was about to take them up to Claire’s room when, oddly enough, Yu turned up. “Oh, Rae. You’re back.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh, Rae. You’re back.”
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Master Yu… Hello.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What was it like to be back home?”
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Unremarkable.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I see… What’s that?” Yu asked, noticing the madeleines.
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Just some cookies. I thought I would make them for Miss Claire.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “They look good. Can I have one?”
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You cannot.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Ha ha, yeah, I guess not. They’re for your beloved Claire, after all.” Despite the fact that I was a commoner refusing the royal family, Yu was cheerful. As usual, I couldn’t read his true thoughts at all. “Claire has really been studying hard of late, hasn’t she?”
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Claire has always been a serious student.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “More than usual since the holidays, though.
conversations.prefix: Yu: