human
I'm going to kiss you, said Carter, huskily.
gpt
I've wanted to kiss you for years ... always ... and I'm going to kiss you now!
human
No, you're not, Carter, said Honor. She got her arms out of his grasp and caught his wrists in her hands. She was very white and her eyes were cold.
gpt
You see? You're weak. You're weak in your arms, Carter, just as you're weak in your--in your character, in your friendship! And I despise weakness.