human
Let them go, he urged cheerfully, noting her distress.
gpt
Come back. I'll be anybody you choose. Even Samson.
human
No, I don't want you to be Samson, she said.
gpt
And I don't want to lose my beads.
human
You look like a kitten,
gpt
Could a kitten look at a king?
human
I should think it could, if there happened to be any king about.
gpt
I'm going to be a kitten, she declared with decision.
human
Would you like me to be a kitten?
gpt
If you'd like to be,
human
Hold your hand, she commanded. She poured the beads into his immense, hard palm.
gpt
Don't spill them.