conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Miss Claire—”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What is it?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Please recite it one more time for me.” After seeing Manaria off, we’d returned to Claire’s dorm room, where Claire now sat at her desk with a book open in front of her. I had my arms around her. What I was asking her to recite, of course, were the words she’d blurted out at the Amour Festival.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What in the world are you talking about?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You’re playing dumb again.” I couldn’t help but tease her when she was being this adorable.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Claire’s face turned crimson. "Don’t go getting any ideas! I have no such—”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Hmmm?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “No such feelings about the matter either way…” Claire put her nose in the air and turned her head away from me.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Name.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  She didn’t respond.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You’re going to call me by it.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I wasn’t yet convinced that Claire liked me.
conversations.prefix: Claire: