human
You'll have to see to it that your girls don't lead my men on. Dalon ran his finger around his collar, worry on his face.
gpt
Florence, are you trying to get me ruined?
human
Then inform your men that there is a certain commandment we all believe in and anything beyond our willingness to be friends calls for marriage first.
gpt
Dalon spluttered the word, recovered his poise with an effort, and said stiffly,
human
My men are soldiers, not suitors. I want them respected as such.