human
Patient doing well, he murmured at last.
gpt
Going due north by west. Forty miles an hour, I'd say. Beautiful prospects for all of us, Mr. Jarvis. Going right on into a land that does not belong to anybody and where nobody lives. Upon which hundred thousand square miles would you prefer to land?
human
No 'opes. No 'opes.
gpt
Oh, I wouldn't say it was as bad as that, smiled Dave.
human
Let's have a cup of tea.
gpt
Yes, let's,