Pick Chila.

Fine. If that's what she wants, I'll give it to her. "Uhm. Well, if you're going to put me on the spot like this... I'll go with Chila." You hold your finger pointed straight towards the shortest of the three. "Love the quiet, grumpy punk girl thing you have going on. The ribbon is really cute, and everyone loves a tube top. Showing off a lot of skin. Great stomach and legs."

Both Chula and Chila are taken aback. Despite her being the one to initiate the situation, Chula seems a little bit flustered.

But it's Chila that's the most surprised. Her cheeks start turning pink, and she glances to the side in a futile attempt to hide her embarrassment. "Stop making fun of me," she mutters.

"I'm not," you reply. "I just answered the question. Use that information however you want."

Chula laughs. "She is my little sister after all. But what's that about skin? It's hard to fly around wearing a bunch of loose fabric you know. And it gets hot. What's the matter? Can't handle looking at us?"

"I didn't say that," you mumble back.

Chini giggles. "I agree. She is really cute."

"It also must be difficult to dress in most types of clothing when one's arms are wings," Taiga turns to you to say.

Snow turns as well. "Yeah. That's a strange thing for you to point out."

"Why is everyone suddenly against me?" you ask with a furled brow.

"Come on, girls," says Chula. "Let's let these guys walk home. I'm starving. We should go grab something to eat, eh?"

The other two nod. Then, they flap their wings in unison and lift up into the sky. You watch as the three harpies ascend to the blue sea above and gradually disappear beneath the blinding afternoon sun. As quickly as they came, they're gone again, leaving your party to continue their hike back to Castle Phoenix. Then you can plan for what comes next.