conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Or are you…” I paused for suspense. “Lovesick?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Like hell I am. I’m not some nutjob with nothing but love on their mind—like you.” He sighed.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Oh. I guess not. And I was so certain of it too… “Well, whatever. Why don’t we eat lunch here, Miss Claire?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Great idea, Rae.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Wha—hey! You can’t just sit where you like!”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  We ignored his complaints and spread out our lunch. “Lunch looks as delicious as ever. Thank you, Rae.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You’re welcome, Miss Claire.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh, do what you want!” Otto said, fed up. He pulled out a lunch of his own and began eating.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Did you make your lunch yourself?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Yeah. Got a problem with that?”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Not at all. I just thought it looked well made.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Not really. This stuff’s pretty whatever,” he said as he thrust a fork into a rolled omelet and took a bite.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’m not so sure I’d call making rolled omelets ‘whatever’…”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Huh? Omelets are as whatever as it gets. You just add seasoning and heat it.”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “But my omelets always turn out strangely crunchy even before I season them…”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What are you—wait, do you not even know how to crack eggs right? !” he exclaimed.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Nice retort, Otto! “I heard you come from a family of soldiers.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Does that include your parents, Otto?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Huh? Why do you care?”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I was just wondering if that’s why you make lunch yourself.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yeah, I guess. No one else has the time to make it.”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  This was an unexpected side of Otto. Our first impression of him had been terrible, but maybe we could actually get along. “Is your family just your parents? No siblings?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I continued.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Why’re you pelting me with all these questions? !”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Nobody said you couldn’t ask me questions back. Ask away!”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Ugh.” Otto scratched his head. “I have an older sister, I guess.”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Really? What’s she like?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Does she attend the Academy as well?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Nah, she’s already graduated. She’s…training to join the Imperial Army now.” His tone dropped at the end.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Was something up with his sister?
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “So your older sister’s going to become a soldier as well?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I guess. Mom and Dad were against it, but she ignored them. Wouldn’t listen to me either…”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You don’t want her to become a soldier?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Well, duh. It’s dangerous.”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Indeed.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “The empire is always at war with some country or another. She’ll be sent to the battlefield one day—”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “One day, my ass!” he suddenly yelled.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Confused, Claire and I looked at each other.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “She hasn’t even been assigned anywhere yet, but she still—”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “She what?” Claire asked, but Otto seemed to have come to his senses and stopped.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Nothing. Forget about it,” he said.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Otto, please, let us help you.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I said forget about it!” Otto stood, slamming his hands on his desk.
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  The classroom went silent. “Hm? What’s this?”
conversations.prefix: Rae: