human
Now try it,
gpt
Now you've paid for your horns,
human
Behold! old woman. I have the greatest pity for my youngest child, and I do not wish him to die of poverty. See here; let us seek the Great Mystery, Wakantanka. If we find him, behold! I will give the boy to him to train up well for me.
gpt
Yes, old man; you say well. We will do so,