human
Yes, he concluded,
gpt
How did you spend your time?
human
B-b-beating my wings against the crool b-b-bars, said Berry.
gpt
My flutterings were most painful. Several turnkeys broke down. The rat which was attached to me for pay and rations gambolled to assuage my grief. Greatly affected by the little animal's antics, I mounted the plank bed and rang the b-b-bell for the b-b-boots. In due course they appeared full of the feet of a gigantic warder. I told him that I had not ordered vermin and should prefer a fire, and asked if they'd mind if I didn't dress for dinner. I added that I thought flowers always improved a cell, and would he buy me some white carnations and a b-b-begonia. His reply was evasive and so coarse that I told the rat not to listen, and recited what I could remember of 'The Lost Chord.' He turned to me.
human
The remainder of my time I occupied in making plans for the disposal of your corpse.
gpt
You've only yourself to thank, said I.
human
You shouldn't have borrowed the goods. I acted in good faith.
gpt
I wonder, said Berry,