human
Am I clean crazy? Norman whispered fiercely,
gpt
Can you keep an eye on her for a while? he said.
human
I had to have Guiseppe throw away her clothes—they were too dirty. I must get her some new ones. It won’t take me long.
gpt
It’s the way she smiles in her sleep, Arnold, that gets me. He hesitated a moment, trying to find words to fit his thought. He, who was usually so glib, had to search now.
human
You know, they say dreams are just a re-hash of waking experience. But—well—it isn’t the kind of smile you’d expect from her. God! I’d like to know what she dreams about! It almost makes me feel religious. Reminds me of ’Intimations of Immortality!’