human
Where is the Young Eagle?
gpt
Fathers, they are dead, answered the warrior.
human
The Head Buffalo has said they are dead, and he never lies. But let my fathers take comfort. Who can live for ever? The foot of the swift step and the hand of the stout bow become feeble. The eye grows dim, and the heart of many days quails at the fierce glance of warriors. 'Twas better they should die like brave men in their youth than become old men and faint.
gpt
We must have revenge, they all cried.
human
We will not listen to the young warrior who pines for the daughter of the sun.