human
Something is wrong. I wish I could help you,
gpt
You have done what you could for me, he said.
human
You've made me hate my inferno. But you can't pull me out. You have --she saw his teeth for a second though scarcely in a smile--
gpt
Whatever I am doing, I shall not forget my friends, Nap,
human
No, he returned,
gpt
There was more of suppressed misery than irony in his voice.
human
But is that likely to help when you don't so much as know what to pray for?