There was a sigh, he was one of those.
“You know, sometimes you fuck up or sometimes you find yourself in a difficult situation and need a way out. But you’re right, you obviously don’t require the right to call the most powerful Kindred in Sacramento.” He lost the privilege. “I do hangout time to time with others, but you’re not sounding like someone who would be fun to have a drink with.” He seemed a bit too confident for his position, which was none, in the Domain. “What Gangrel isn’t good at fighting? And I hate to break it to you, but I don’t see the threat of Final Death coming from you and any ability you have to fight.” Just calling it as she sees it.
“What it comes down to is I make myself available to Kindred of the Domain should they need me. More so those our Clan, we can have a hard time finding our place. And if someone wants to not use that, see my generosity as less then what it is, fine by me. I have other matters I can attend to. Just don’t expect me to drop things when it shit goes sideways.” Because she won’t. “I’ve worked hard to make this a Domain that isn’t run like every other Domain out there, but clearly, some are still suck in their ways, still stuck in an old mindset.” Shrugging. Whatever.
“A word of advice, I’d keep the attitude in check if you want something peaceful.” Otherwise, well, it wouldn’t be fun.
Then a look of amusement, “Oh, good to know what you will reach out to me specifically for.”