human
Go back, my daughters, to your own mothers' homes. May the Lord deal kindly with you, as you have been kind to your husbands and to me. May the Lord grant that each of you may yet find another husband and a happy home.
gpt
You have been a good mother to us, and we will go with you, and live among your people.
human
No, no, said Naomi.
gpt
You are young, and I am old. Go back and be happy among your own people.
human
Do not ask me to leave you, for I never will. Where you go, I will go; where you live, I will live; your people shall be my people; and your God shall be my God. Where you die, I will die, and be buried. Nothing but death itself shall part you and me.