conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I mean…you seem to not have a care in the world."
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Th-that’s mean!"
conversations.prefix: Elie:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Ha ha, sorry." Elie laughed for a moment before growing grim again. "I need some advice about me and Marie."
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "The other young girl? You seem to get along well to me…" I recalled seeing Marie hide behind Elie. She seemed to put a lot of trust in her.
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Yes, we do get along. We do, but I think the feelings she has for me…aren’t the same as the feelings I have for her."
conversations.prefix: Elie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Ah…" I understood where this was going.
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Hah. I think I might be homosexual, too." Elie spoke jokingly, but her smile was pained. "I’ve been with Marie ever since I was young, you see. We were both abandoned by our parents, but Sister Rellette took us in and raised us as a family. From the outside, I bet I look like Marie’s older sister. And I’m sure Marie and Sister Rellette think the same. But I don’t. I can’t anymore." The guilt of having romantic feelings for your foster sister. The fear of being found out. And the teachings of a church that so clearly labeled such feelings impure. It was as if the world itself was rejecting her, Elie explained to me. "What am I supposed to do, Lilly? Why am I like this? I…I wish I wasn’t." No longer able to fake a smile, Elie hung her head and cried. Unable to do nothing, I hugged her as she did. I stroked her hair and tried to think of a way to comfort her scarred heart.
conversations.prefix: Elie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Elie, I want you to know that the pain you feel is not punishment." I said as Elie raised her head. "Love is not bound by logic; it is out of our hands. Therefore, your love cannot be sin."
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "But the church—"
conversations.prefix: Elie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Do you remember the most important of all the church’s teachings?" I interrupted. Elie looked at me doubtfully yet racked her brain regardless.
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "All are equal in the eyes of the Great Spirit?"
conversations.prefix: Elie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "That’s right. All other teachings were merely added over the course of history."
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "But what does that matter?"
conversations.prefix: Elie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "If we are all equal, then why should we alone have to deny our feelings?"
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Ah!" That must have been unthinkable to her. I saw my past self reflected in her.
conversations.prefix: Elie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I think Rae explained it more logically back when we met, but I’m not as wonderful as she is. Even so, there’s one thing I can confidently say." I chose my next words carefully. "God would never create a world where you alone were a sinner." This was the answer my faith had led me to. Such words might be meaningless to those without faith, but to those who believed, it was an undeniable truth. "The world may seem unfair because of our sexual orientation. But know this—that unfairness isn’t willed by God but humankind." Faith was built upon trust in God.
conversations.prefix: Lilly: