human
He won't hurt you, she began.
gpt
He's perfectly kind and harmless, aside from his mania for dimples. He still smells the piece under the Teacup.
human
It's the ones in your hand! she shrieked.
gpt
In your hand! Sit down for your life!
human
Run for your life, and had indeed taken two-elevenths of a step; but when she realized that the Plynck had said,
gpt
Sit down for your life,