human
Ah, it's you, Alyosha! he articulated, making a desperate effort to raise his eyes and to smile.
gpt
I called here to say good-bye, and, as you see. . . . But to-morrow I am certainly going.
human
What can I say to him? What? thought Alexey Ivanovitch.
gpt
How can I judge him since I'm here myself?