human
It's all right, buddy, he kept saying, with a comforting smile on his face, that was bound to stop the trembling sobs of the other, if anything could.
gpt
The ugly dog can't hurt you, for he's been killed, and can never bite anybody. You must have hurt your ankle, little brother; I'm going to carry you to where you live, so they can take care of you, and get the kind doctor to take the pain away. Put your arms around my neck, and I'll be able to hold you better--that's the way, kiddie; you know I'm a good friend of yours, don't you?