human
Forgive, pardon me! Bring yourself to say you forgive the evil I have thought, and let me go. Unworthy as I am to ask it, yet, if you can, forgive me and never more in this world will I offend your sight. And, for expiation, I give my child to you--you who have been so much more to her than I.
gpt
Nay. Why say that I forgive--I, who have naught to pardon? Only--do not go! Stay, rather, and win the love of the child whom you have loved so much through all your grief, through your long separation.