human
By my godfather's . . . breathed Oakley,
gpt
Why didn't _you_?
human
I couldn't!
gpt
Neither could I. I had to be driven to it by sheer desperation and danger. I don't like the look of the brute; it's too human. Let's get away again, before its brothers and cousins arrive. We're out here to catch 'em, not kill 'em, and I don't want any more blood on my hands to-day.