human
That's the way he's been goin' on for two days, whimpered his keeper.
gpt
An' when you go near 'm, he just reaches for you. Look what he done to me. The man held up his right arm, the shirt and undershirt ripped to shreds, and red parallel grooves, slightly clotted with blood, showing where the claws had broken the skin.
human
An' I wasn't inside. He did it through the bars, with one swipe, when I was startin' to clean his cage. Now if he'd only roar, or something. But he never makes a sound, just keeps on goin' up an' down.
gpt
Where's the key? Collins demanded.
human
Good. Now let me in. And lock it afterward and take the key out. Lose it, forget it, throw it away. I'll have all the time in the world to wait for you to find it to let me out.