conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Things are truly beginning for us.”
conversations.prefix: Twin_1:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Indeed, Brother.”
conversations.prefix: Twin_2:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  We named our restaurant Frater, meaning “siblings” in the old Bauer language. We thought of using the word for “lovers” instead but ultimately refrained. Our restaurant’s name signified hope. We would not forget our past mistakes. We would work to grow past them. Using Rae’s recipes, Frater quickly became famous. Our most popular item by far was a dessert, crème brûlée. So many of my memories of Rae and Claire were bound up in this dish that it felt like fate for it to become our bestseller. Another big factor in our success was the magic-stone-powered cookware that my brother created. Apparently, he’d gotten the idea from Rae back when we were still in Bauer. The new cookware allowed us to do more with less staff, and even sell our crème brûlée to other restaurants, greatly expanding our business. We also began selling the cookware as well. It was safe to say my brother was a big reason why we were able to make it as far as we did. One month after we established Frater, my brother and I went to Bauer, which was where we were currently located. We had heard of the eruption of Mt. Sassal, as well as the chaos in the kingdom that followed. Under normal circumstances, exiles like us would never have been allowed to set foot back in Bauer. However, an organization calling themselves the revolutionary government came to us requesting financial support. We knew something was going down in Bauer, so under the pretense of doing business with them, we returned.
conversations.prefix: Twin_1: