human
I want you when you can come, Rob, my son, said Mr. Grey, going toward the room which had been set apart for his special uses. It was a well-worn, but well-wearing, joke between Roberta and her father that she was his son Rob, his mainstay and dependence.
gpt
And I'd like to be able to see you when you come, he added, as a parting shot.
human
Just now you are in partial eclipse from blacking.