"Two reasons, one of which has nothing to do with you Irezumi, so stop looking at me like that." Irezumi's grip doubled on the mirror and he growled. "What?" The disease asked. "This was the form I took when we talked in the Memory Door and since you two did a number on my other one, I had no choice but to take this body again. See...?"

The view on Rust's side moves until a body comes into view. It's twisted, broken and still somehow was leaking that organic rust but can be recognized as Irezumi, or at least the form that Rust had taken once upon a time. The disease laughed again and turned the mirror back onto herself.

"But I should get the last thing I need to do. Hiroshi, I have a message for you!" And the sing-song tone of Rust's voice is a sign that this isn't a good one...