"Mm." Mitchell presses his lips together in something between a grimace and a smile. "I don't think I'm really in a place to advise on what makes a suitable boyfriend." Or whatever Ilde and Ivan are.

He doesn't exactly want to badmouth Ivan, but then again crediting him as right for anyone seems...off. Finally, he settles on, "We're --vampires, I mean, although me and Ivan obviously included. We're not really the kind of guys you'd want to take home to your parents. Although I think that's fairly obvious. If you're fine with that, then you're free to make your own decisions."

'You' not being directed to anyone in particular, although an odd choice of pronoun given the company.