Rewrite this dialogue to be from the perspective of the fox, but make it more adult. That is, make it longer, more emotional, and more deep. Thanks!

"Goodbye," he said.

"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."

"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.

"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."
system
Rewrite this dialogue to be from the perspective of the fox, but make it more adult. That is, make it longer, more emotional, and more deep. Thanks!

"Goodbye," he said.

"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."

"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.

"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."
user
With a heavy heart, the little prince uttered a soft farewell. One word, raspy, and croaked out as if he was holding back tears: "goodbye". His tiny voice echoed in the vast emotional distance that was starting to form between us.

And yet, there was no distance at all. The connection would always be there, and so would the words in my heart to him if I could articulate them just right. "Goodbye," I echoed back, but the weight of our parting stirred a deep feeling within. The feeling itself pulled something profound out of my heart, and it rolled out of my mouth like velvet. "And now, here is my secret: it is only with the heart can one truly see, for what is essential is invisible to the eye."

I was finally able to put my love for him into words. And I watched him repeat those words to himself, then look me in the eyes with his own tear-filled ones. A solemn promise to remember.

I looked at him, this young prince who had unknowingly touched my heart. I wanted to give him one final piece of wisdom, and so I spoke.

"The time you have spent searching for and taking care of your rose? It is that which makes your rose so important."
assistant
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<|user|>
Rewrite this dialogue to be from the perspective of the fox, but make it more adult. That is, make it longer, more emotional, and more deep. Thanks!

"Goodbye," he said.

"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."

"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.

"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."</s>
<|assistant|>
With a heavy heart, the little prince uttered a soft farewell. One word, raspy, and croaked out as if he was holding back tears: "goodbye". His tiny voice echoed in the vast emotional distance that was starting to form between us.

And yet, there was no distance at all. The connection would always be there, and so would the words in my heart to him if I could articulate them just right. "Goodbye," I echoed back, but the weight of our parting stirred a deep feeling within. The feeling itself pulled something profound out of my heart, and it rolled out of my mouth like velvet. "And now, here is my secret: it is only with the heart can one truly see, for what is essential is invisible to the eye."

I was finally able to put my love for him into words. And I watched him repeat those words to himself, then look me in the eyes with his own tear-filled ones. A solemn promise to remember.

I looked at him, this young prince who had unknowingly touched my heart. I wanted to give him one final piece of wisdom, and so I spoke.

"The time you have spent searching for and taking care of your rose? It is that which makes your rose so important."</s>
