conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Forgive me, I’m running a little late.” The next day, Claire and I went to the research facility again, and we brought May with us. We met up with Philine but couldn’t enter without Hilda, who had just arrived.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I assumed it would take longer to learn how to open the box and had busied myself with some other business.” Hilda said.
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It’s quite all right.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Thank you. Who might this child be?” Hilda’s sharp gaze fell on May, who nervously gripped the hem of Claire’s clothes.
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “This is May, one of our daughters.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Her help is needed to open the Box of the Forbidden.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh?”
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “What do you say, May?” Claire lightly pushed May forward.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Hello, my name is May. I am six years old. Nice to meet you.” She bowed deeply, for which Claire praised her.
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Hilda bent down to May’s eye level. “It’s nice to meet you, May. My name is Hildegard, but please call me Hilda. That was a wonderful little self-introduction.” She donned her classic swindler smile and gently patted May’s head.
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You mentioned we would need her help to open the box, but what exactly does that entail?"
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Allow me to explain as we walk.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Very well. Right this way.” With Hilda as our escort, we were allowed to enter the facility. Like last time, the alchemist-like researchers were absorbed in their experiments. They occasionally sent a confused glance May’s way as we passed. May was briefly intimidated by her new environment, but curiosity seemed to win out, and she began studying her surroundings with evident excitement.
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Did Torrid tell you how to open the Box of the Forbidden?” Hilda asked as we walked the corridor.
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Unfortunately, he did not.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “But we know how to open it regardless.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Eh? But how, if Torrid didn’t tell you?” Philine asked, confused.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “That, we cannot answer. Forgive us.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “No matter. How does it open?” Hilda looked doubtful for a brief moment, but she elected to prioritize moving forward. “It opens when a single person uses three specific attributes of magic on it. That’s why we brought May along. She’s a quad-caster.”
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “A quad-caster, you say?” Hilda asked, surprised.
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