conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  It was Dole, accompanied by May and Aleah. He’d mellowed out greatly since his time in politics. Not a trace of his former arrogant noble facade remained. "Congratulations, Mamas!"
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Congratulations, Mothers."
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Thank you very much, Father, girls."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Thank you very much."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  We exchanged hugs with Dole and the girls. "Rae… I really can’t thank you enough."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I haven’t done much at all, Master Dole."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Nonsense. If things had gone as I originally planned, a great deal more blood would have been spilled during the revolution. Neither Claire nor I would be here to see the new era."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "But it wasn’t through my efforts alone. We achieved this because of you, Claire, and many others."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You’re far too modest."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You just give me more credit than I’m due."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Grampa, are you and Mama talking about something hard?" Neither of us gave an inch until—
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "We’re hungry." May and Aleah tugged on Dole’s clothes.
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Ha ha ha, sorry, sorry! All right, what’ll it be? Grandpa will grab you two whatever you want."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Crème brûlée!"
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Dole broke into a grin, becoming the very image of a doting grandfather. The mastermind who’d once supported the revolution from the shadows was long gone. "Oh, one last thing. Claire?"
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Yes, Father?"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Do you love Rae?"
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I do."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Well, judging by what I’ve seen from long before the revolution, she loves you at least a hundred times more. Do your best to reciprocate those feelings."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I’ll keep that in mind…"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Very good." With that out of the way, Dole left for good this time, bringing May and Aleah with him.
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Seems like not even you’re a match for Master Dole." I grinned.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Indeed."
conversations.prefix: Claire: