Mitch kept his eyes downcast, bent on finishing his thought before moving on. "It wouldn't be hypocritical to judge a prostitute just because you're a Siren. Your race doesn't -*shouldn't*- determine what you do with your body, and someone would be wrong to assume that." He spoke with a sort of intensity, as one would about a topic close to their heart, but he elaborated no further. 

"I came to apologize," he answered finally, looking at Karaiyah's fins, watching them as they flicked back and forth through the water. "I shouldn't have snapped at you. You made a common mistake, and I'm sorry."