human
What?
gpt
We're here, Guz. Everything's O.K.
human
Sure everything's O.K. Nothing to it. All I did was wait until the temperature got above three fifty-seven Centigrade--above the boiling point of mercury. Then I went in and let the hot helium _boil_ the stuff off me. Nothing to it. Near boiled myself alive, but it did the trick.
gpt
What, asked the man in a puzzled voice,
human
I am a knight in dull armor,
gpt
Hi yo, Quicksilver, away.