You turn around.
"Don't-" The man starts, but you ignore him.

"Didn't expect me to be here, huh?"
"What, how the, wh-" You can only splutter with confusion.
"I asked you not to turn around." The man says. "She will only confuse you."
"Nah I won't." Mima says, putting her hands on her hips. "I'm here to help!" She's floating at her usual height, seemingly at ease inside this blank world of white. You notice in place of her legs she has only a long ghostly tail, tinted dark blue.
"Are you ... inside my head?" You ask.
Mima grins at you. "Sort of." She shrugs. "I can't see the dirty, unspeakable things you've been doing with your underaged vampire, if that's what you're worried about."
"Why are you here?" You ask, pointing at Mima, trying to ignore your embarrassment.
"What? Shouldn't I be? You thought I was going to miss this fight? I got front-row tickets here!" Mima gestures at the white space around you.

You hear a sigh from behind you. "You should not be here, ghost." The man says. "You will cloud his judgement."
"Ghost?!" Mima floats past you, expression turning angry. "Ghost?!" She yells. "I am a spirit! Not a ghost, the differences are many." She wags her finger. "I should just-"
"Mima." You say, voice firm. "Can we not change the subject? Why are you in my head?"
"Oh yes!" Mima spins back around to face you, side by side with the man now. "I can offer more than him."
The man shakes his head. "She is speaking of transformation."
"Transformation?" Mima glances at the man with a look of disgust. "I'm taking about making him a Youkai."
"What?" You ask.
"A monster!" The man says, voice angry. "You would make him a monster!"
"Wait a second. You loved a vampire once, are they not monsters?" You ask, confused.
The man shakes his head. "You misunderstand me. She, this Remilia, needs you precisely because you are human."
You frown. "Why?"
The man thinks for a moment, during which Mima pulls faces behind his back and makes an obscene gesture at you, suggesting you do something to her with your hips.
"I mean vampires are static creatures." The man says. "They are unnatural, if beautiful." You can see his features relax as he talks, voice filled with the memory of happiness. "They are problematic because they have no hold on the world outside themselves, on the beings around them, on the other. Vampire families come to see the humans around them as cattle, they go insane, tear themselves apart over the long centuries. Why do think the Scarlet bloodline has endured? Because it has always had humans in it. She needs you as you are, not as a monster to fuel her potential insanity and degeneration."

"Bullshit." Mima says. "I've been around longer than sword-boy here and I know a thing or two about pretty much everything." Mima looks smug, hands on hips. She grins to herself.
"Go on." You say.
"You're going to lose. That monster you're fighting is going to rip the sword out of your hands and pull your head off. Reimu is waiting for a clear shot, so the fight won't go on much longer, but you'll be dead!" Mima wags her finger at you. "The best he can do," She gestures at the man. "Is boost you a little."
"What can you do?"
"Like I said, make you a Youkai, it's painless. Like that, you won't even need to use the sword."
"Why do you have an interest in keeping me alive?"
You swear you see something change in Mima's face for a moment, a glimpse under her mocking, playful exterior. It is gone as soon as you saw it.
"Because spirit sex is shit." Mima says. "I want you whole and full of energy when I come to seduce you away from your under-sized lover." She licks her lips, suggestively.
The man scowls at Mima.

"Take my hand." He says, offering you it again. "Her way will only lead to madness and death in the end."
"Pfft!" Mima rolls her eyes. "Come on, take a risk." She runs her hands over her ample bust. "I'll give you a clear shot at me once this is all over."
You force the image from your mind. Now is not the time for that Mima.

[ ] Take the man's hand.
[ ] Accept Mima's offer.
[ ] Refuse them both.