conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Lady Manaria suggested I hold nothing back and tell her I want her to live, but I don’t know if that’ll be enough…”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Rae grinned wryly. “It’s not like you’ve held back with Miss Claire up until now or anything. Would that really cut it?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “That’s what I’m saying. But Lady Manaria keeps insisting it’d be enough.”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Is that so…”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Why was that, I wondered? Rae wasn’t the type to conceal her true feelings. Of course, she could hide things when needed, like the plan she made with Dole, but when it came to her love for Claire, well…she wore her feelings on her sleeve. I swear, she whispered sweet nothings to Claire every opportunity she got. Ah. But then again… “Rae… Don’t you think you’re a bit too used to failure?”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Huh?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’m sure it’s partly because of your past life’s experiences, but I’ve hardly ever seen you flustered by a setback.” And I was sure Claire would say the same. “Rae…to be in love is an unsightly thing.”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “…What do you mean?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Well, to give an example… When you and Miss Claire came to us asking for help with the rationing efforts, I actually wished Lady Yu would turn you down.”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Whoa. That’s quite a confession.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Focus, Rae.” I chided. She sulked and urged me to continue. “You always act like whatever’s happening isn’t a big deal.”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What? No, I’m not.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You may not realize it, but that’s how it seems to others. I’m sure part of why Miss Claire was willing to die for the revolution was because she thought you would be okay without her.”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh…” Rae went silent. “…Rae?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “That’s certainly a novel idea.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Pardon?”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Oh, sorry. It’s just that I’ve never stopped to think that might be how others saw me.” She scratched her head awkwardly. “I apologize if I upset you.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “No, not at all. What you said was a big help. Few people are lucky enough to have a friend as sweet and caring as you.”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “How glib.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Ehe heh.” Seeing her joke around like this, I figured she would probably be okay. “All right, let’s get to sleep. We have an early morning tomorrow.”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Right. Good night, Misha. And thank you.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “You’re very welcome. Good night.”
conversations.prefix: Misha: