human
It was my son who was with you. Twelve summers before my capture I bore him; his father gave him his own name. And now he is dead. He is dead.
gpt
I will not cry any more, she said quietly.
human
Let us talk of other things.
gpt
Of course. Tell me, Nada, what will happen to me in Sephar?
human
You are a slave, Nada replied,
gpt
They have gods, then?
human
Only one, who is both good and evil. If they fall in battle, He has caused it; if they come through untouched, He has helped them.