conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "As we all know, the Nur Empire has boldly waged war all over the world." Dole flipped through the documents in his hand and, without pause, began listing more countries than I could count.
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I didn’t think you would actually dare to be so impudent."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You don’t particularly mind, do you?" he asked.
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "It continues to amuse, so I’ll allow it. Go on."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Then I shall." Dole said, before going on to explain that if push came to shove, the empire could be fighting against a united front composed of not just Sousse, the Alpes, and Bauer, but myriad other countries as well.
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You really believe such a thing is feasible?" she asked.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I do. And while the territories under your rule are obedient for now, who’s to say they wouldn’t rebel, given such an opportunity?"
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  The empire was spread thin and surrounded by enemies; if relations soured all at once, things could disintegrate pretty quick. Even so, Dorothea remained unfazed. "The outskirts of my territory matter not so long as its heart is safe. For as long as I stand, so shall the empire."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Luckily, Dole was also one of those few—and her equal. "Decay begins at the extremities."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You can find data regarding the empire’s food self-sufficiency rate in these documents here. Funding has gradually shifted away from sustainability and toward the military."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "We are at war. Such things are necessary."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Perhaps. But if the fields near your borders were continually burned… Well, you would be met with a terrible famine in but a few years’ time." A cruel smile graced Dole’s face as those unsettling words so nonchalantly left his mouth.
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "If anything, I look forward to it—watching our mortal enemies waste away from afar, that is. We wouldn’t even need to overstep our bounds and pursue offensive action. No, simply defending the right locations while our countries provided ample supplies from behind would do the trick."
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Humph. We could just loot what we need from you."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Could you really? Your country is strong, but in the end, it is but one country.
conversations.prefix: Dole: