“I didn’t merely get lost like some green sailor on his first voyage. I was banished from my kinship, here in Moon Harbor. And yes—out there in the great sea—in the endless loneliness, the hunger, the exhaustion, even I succumbed to the depravity of a siren. My song changed, allowing me to lure sailors like you for something to feast on to survive. I’m still a siren now, even after returning. And I would stay a siren even if I’d found my kin alive and well, whether they invited me back into the fold or not. Satisfied?”
